Early in the morning, Yan Meilin hid quietly behind some bushes near the guest house. Her eyes were focused on the man who had saved her life—the man who now lived just a few steps away from her.
He was standing under a cherry tree, feeding two deer that had wandered over. He looked calm and gentle, with his long black hair tied behind him and a soft smile on his face. Every time he looked up and saw her, he smiled—and every time he spoke to her, his voice felt warm and sweet, like honey on her lips.
She didn't know when it had happened, but she had fallen deeply in love with him. And now, all she wanted was to see him, talk to him, and stay close to him.
Each day, her feelings grew stronger. Her heart would race whenever he looked at her. She would wait for any chance to see him, even for a few seconds. His voice stayed in her head long after he was gone, and his smile made her forget the world.
But everything changed when her mother found out.
