She had planted this tree many years ago, when she was still a beautiful young lady. She had once thought that that place would be her home forever. The dream house she had in mind had a cypress tree planted in front of it, a cypress tree that would never grow old and protect the place forever.
It had happened many years ago, and she had forgotten everything except that place, that courtyard, and…
A man.
His name was Mo Shitian. She seemed to have a good relationship with him, judging from the pieces of memories she remembered. In her memory, she saw scenes of him watering the plant while she planted it, him holding an umbrella for her when it was raining, him practicing sword while she practiced boxing, and the moments she had behaved coquettishly in front of him.
