Ember Spring

That autumn rain, Chu Jinghong climbed through the window and gave Xie Yunci a piece of hot sugar cake. Sweet. He had been cold for many years, hiding his enemy's dagger under his pillow and waiting for the crabapples she planted for eight years. Later, Xie Yunci swallowed the last bite of the cold candy and died before the flowers bloomed. In the spring of the next year, Chu Jinghong squatted in front of the grave and said: "It's not cold anymore." The begonia branch shook a little, like someone nodding. ——The sugar has melted, the flowers have bloomed, and he is not here.