On the day I got my haircut, my engagement was annulled. I thought that I would be trapped in poverty for the rest of my life. Unexpectedly, Lin Xun's arrival was like a warm and gentle wind, soothing me. He took me out of the quagmire and towards the bright future. His slightly cold fingers passed through the gaps between his fingers and interlocked with mine. "This year, next year, every year." "It will be like this." "Aru, can your words count?" I put my other hand on his fingers. "Count."
