A purple oil-paper umbrella hung on the wall. David Du's eyes never left it, staring in a daze.
A month had passed in the blink of an eye. From what I saw, David Du and Mia Lin's relationship never went beyond a few words here and there, though it was clear they liked each other.
Many people nearby knew about it, but could only sigh helplessly.
Knock, knock, knock—the sound of knocking echoed. David Du, delighted, went to open the door. Mia Lin stood outside, smiling brightly, wrapped in a purple cloak. It was raining outside.
Miss Lin.
David Du spoke respectfully as Mia Lin came in and sat by the bed.
Sir, exam season is coming soon. Do you have any plans?
Miss, fame and fortune mean little to me now. I only wish to farm a few acres here and teach the children. That would be enough.
Suddenly, I saw Mia Lin stand up, her eyes cold as she looked at David Du, her face full of inner turmoil.
After that visit, three months passed, and Mia Lin never came to see David Du again.
Day by day, David Du grew more troubled and thin. He finally couldn't bear it and went into the city on a snowy day.
Snow blanketed the city in white. David Du shivered in the cold, holding the purple oil-paper umbrella, waiting outside Lin Manor, his eyes full of hope.
One day, two days, three days—up to a week, David Du came early every morning to wait outside Lin Manor, but never saw Mia Lin.
Disheartened, David Du decided to stop coming. Just then, news arrived: Miss Lin would marry the son of a powerful official next month.
The news struck David Du like a bolt from the blue.
Snow danced in the moonlight. David Du sat at his doorstep, gazing at the sky, eyes full of despair.
"Good, very good, haha..."
Watching David Du, I walked up to him and quietly looked at him.
On a snowy night, a figure approached. David Du stood up in surprise.
Mia Lin, bundled up and carrying a large bundle, hurried over. Snow had already covered her hat.