A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
"I've thought about you a lot these past few days." Fan Xian threw caution to the wind and spoke his heart. "Ever since I saw you in the Temple of Qing, I've wanted to see you again so badly."
"What are you talking about!?" said Lin Wan'er, worried and shy. She gritted her teeth. "I am already betrothed to another. And what's more, you can't go sneaking into a girl's bedchamber in the middle of the night, it isn't proper."
"You are betrothed to the Fan family. I know." Fan Xian laughed as he gazed at her.
Lin Wan'er thought back to the first time she saw this youth, and the complicated feelings she had felt as they silently laid eyes on each other. She felt a twinge of heartache. "Since you know, why don't you leave? Do you have a death wish?"
Fan Xian could not tease her any longer. He looked at her with a sincere gaze. "I'm... I'm Fan Xian."