''When I fell in love with Xiao Min, nine years ago, there was complete honesty in my love for him. I prayed and did everything I could to make my dream come true…and yet I did not achieve my desire''.
She was sitting on her haunches. Wang Lian's hand, held lightly in her own, rested on her knee.
''Do you know why that happened? Because by then you had already begun to love me and your love was truer than mine''.
Wang Lian looked at his hand. Her tears were rolling down on to his hands. He looked at Li Yuyan.