[I've never liked anyone before. This is the first time.]
[Young falconer * documentary filmmaker]
Liang Tongshu has landed the most painful project of her career.
Taking over from her mentor, she receives a large budget to film the falconry documentary he never finished.
She travels thousands of miles to the Hertz region of the Pamir Mountains. After finally tracking down the legendary genius falconer who can train raptors without the grueling process of taming them, she is carried off on horseback that very night and left in the wilderness for more than half a month.
Liang Tongshu threatens to call the police, but the tall, fierce young man scoffs at her.
He leaves her hungry, binds her hands and feet, and tosses her over his horse's back to bounce along as he frightens her.
A few days later, he suddenly changes his tune and gently tells Liang Tongshu:
"Like you, golden eagles don't want to be tamed by people. And they don't need someone like you filming their suffering. Please take your money and leave."
Liang Tongshu pretends to agree. But when the young man wakes up, she gives him the same treatment.
She binds his hands and feet, leaves him hungry, and rides around smugly on his little horse.
"If you don't like being tamed, then beg me to take you home."
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Later, Liang Tongshu changes the subject and completes the filming assignment. The young man, unpolished and beautiful behind the camera, is like the snowy mountains behind him: clear and dazzling.
Her superiors fly into a rage and scold her for changing the subject without permission. Liang Tongshu waves them off and quits, then raises new investment to return to the highlands.
The young man carries her off again, then gallops away on the little horse she bought to threaten her.
"The horse won't stop until you agree to be with me."
[That night was where Liang Tongshu's dream of becoming a true director began, and where she began to covet an otherworldly young man.]
[At the height of his youth, his beauty was truly peerless.]
A short excerpt:
A boy who lived almost completely cut off from the world made his home in an old tent at the foot of the snowy mountains, raising the four eagles his grandfather had left behind.
He always wore a different sheepskin coat, and often ran to the mountaintop in the middle of the night to whistle at the moon.
It was the tune his grandfather had taught him to "call the eagles home." Later, he used it to call the "Ayi" in his heart, his moon, home.
The boy taught her how to say "I love you" in Tajik: "A-zhi-mu."
But she always pronounced it "A-zhi-mu" without the final syllable.
He always laughed, but never corrected her.
Because "Azim" means "my moon." She was his moon.
A little note for readers:
New chapters daily. This is a short, sweet romantic story made purely for the author's own enjoyment. It's not long, and focuses on warmth and healing.
Hope you enjoy it.
Theme: Protect animals.