Let the Clouds Clear Up

On a cold night, she stood guard in the empty courtyard, waiting for someone who would never come back. We once promised to grow old together, but now there is only the sound of falling snow. The wind blows through the eaves of the corridor, scattering old letters and writings blurred like tears. She tightened her thin clothes and swallowed her unsent thoughts to Leng Yue. When the sky was about to dawn, an old plum blossom quietly bloomed in the courtyard - just like the one he broke off when he said goodbye.