"A-Jiu, I'm not A-Ji. I lied to you. You thought I was A-Ji, but I'm actually the fifth son of the ruler of the Xuan Kingdom."
"Next time, remember my name. I'm Xuan Yun."
"Do you hate me? Hate me for lying to you, for forcing you? But Song Jiu, I was born Xuan Yun."
The young man's eyes welled with tears. His slender fingers brushed her lips as he leaned in. A thousand words were finally distilled into a kiss.
"I know you're afraid of pain. Forget it, I'll go with you."
Theme: Love makes nothing too frightening
Both of my wife's short stories are very good.
Well written! I like it very much