That Year, the Girl Was Five Foot Three, Crying and Begging Not to Marry

The human heart is hard to fathom, as it has been since ancient times. A man turned into a woman, rejected by the world.

I don't understand what it means to like someone. I only know this:

That year, you waited for my hair to grow long, while all I could see was your sleeping face.

You said you liked virtuous women, and my heart skipped a beat.

But I once said the moon was beautiful, and you dived into the sea to fish out the stars just to make me smile.

You know I like osmanthus cakes.

You know that the person I like is you.

Your heart is vast enough to hold an entire world.

I only want to curl up in your arms and be your one and only, but I'm even more afraid that... your light will vanish before my eyes...

Because I'm so far away from you,

so far,

that there's a whole world between us.

Brother, let's... go.

I... won't marry him.