C1 (1/2)

Under the dim light, she leaned against the window, staring at the torrential downpour with eyes filled with pain and despair.

In her hand was a slightly yellowed photo. As she thought of what had happened today, tears of grievance flowed down her face like rain through the window!

Today, her father, who doted on her the most, had actually ignored her objections and signed a marriage agreement with the Qin family. She didn't want him to slap her in the face for the first time in his fury.

Reaching out her hand and gently touching her cheek, she could still feel the faint trace of pain. That pain had long since seeped into her heart.

Warmth lowered her head and looked at the photo in her hand, which she had pulled so hard that it had a crease to it. It had the familiar face that appeared in her dreams every night.

”Brother Yi Hao, Warmth only wants to marry you. He only wants to marry you for the rest of his life. But why haven't you come back yet? Have you forgotten me, or do you want to see me marry someone else, or have you long since changed your mind and stopped loving me? ” Staring at the person she had missed and missed for the past ten years, the pain in her heart quickly spread. In the end, it completely drowned her.

She slid slowly down the glass and finally fell weakly to the ground. The drops of rain that floated in from the window hit her face and arms. It was cold, penetrating her heart and lungs, but it turned into a bone-piercing chill.

She had fallen in love with him at the age of eight, and the love she felt for him had never changed. She'd been waiting for him every day, waiting for him to come back and fulfill the promise he'd made to her. But this wait had actually lasted ten years.

Ten years. What a long ten years. The change from spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The change from 3,650 suns to sunsets. She had turned from a little girl to a young girl.

She remembered that year when he had said that he would watch her grow up little by little, that he would guard her little by little, but what? He had been absent from her life for a full ten years.

Warm and powerless, she picked up the photo and looked at him, forever frozen at fifteen years old. She naturally said to herself, ”You said, when I grow up, when you grow up, you will marry me. Why, when I grow up, aren't you coming back?”

Hot tears rolled down her slightly reddened eyes, warmed her nose, and finally, with a great deal of heartache, pressed his picture to her chest.

Unbeknownst to her, his return had caused her entire world to turn upside down.