Claimed in Marriage

That flower bloomed in early summer and had a beautiful name. Its blooming season was too short; ten cycles of flowers came and went in the blink of an eye.

In the city of Zuocheng stood a Copper Sparrow Tower, where his Jiang Chuxia was kept under lock and key. The city held summer captive, and in an instant, a lifetime had passed.

At last, summer came again. It was the season when flowers bloomed in April, yet the cold was biting.

At night, the moon was still a sliver, its faint apricot-yellow light covering everything in a thin veil. The cool breeze rippled the early-summer pond, and furrowed her brow in his dream.

A tear slid down, soaking the pillowcase. Beneath the colored-glass lamp, the girl’s face was pale, her lips…