I sat on the brocade stool and carefully looked at myself in the mirror wearing a fiery red wedding dress.

My personal maid, Xi'er, stood behind me and put jewelry on my body.

My other personal maid, Xiao Tao, is packing my belongings into a small package.

Grandmother and mother stood in the house, directing the maids and servants to be busy.

Today is my wedding day.

My grandfather is the leader of the Black and Red Gang, the largest gang in the Chaos Land, and my father is his only son. After giving birth to five sons, my father had a daughter like me. I have been loved by countless people since I was a child.

All in all, everyone likes me and is willing to get close to me.

I grew up under the care of all my relatives and elders. But the person I like the most is my great-aunt.

My great-aunt is my grandfather's sister. She is very beautiful, has a gentle personality, and is very skilled in martial arts. She knows many things. I often see my grandfather discussing gang affairs with her.

My great aunt is kind to everyone.

When I was young, I loved staying with my great-aunt and watching her paint.

Every time she draws the same person, a man.

Although she burned the paintings every time she finished them, as a child, I still remembered the appearance of that man. He was a very handsome man, with a sunny smile and gentle eyes.

My great-aunt likes to go to the forest at night to watch the moon, and I often go with her.

I don't understand what's so good about the moon, but my great-aunt just likes it.

In the night, she is particularly gentle. Sometimes she will lean on the tree trunk and hum softly some songs, most of which I have never heard before.

"There is a beautiful legend that beautiful stones can sing, and they can give..."

This is the song she sings the most. It is like a poem with very happy lyrics, but in the melody she sings, I can hear endless sadness and longing.

Slowly, as I grew up, I felt strange, why did such a beautiful great-aunt never get married?

I also asked my mother about it. She shook her head and said that my great-aunt had rejected the pursuit of many people.

I asked my grandmother again, but she didn't know either. She said that it might be my great-aunt's sadness and asked me not to ask any more questions.

In fact, what I want to know more is, who is the man in the painting? What is his relationship with my great-aunt?

Although I was curious, I intuitively knew that my great-aunt didn't like others to mention this matter, so I never mentioned it to others.

I vaguely guessed that my great-aunt was waiting for the person in the painting.

But where is that person? Why hasn't he appeared?

When I was ten years old, there were several guests at home, one of whom was my great-aunt's handkerchief. She was very plump and always had a sweet smile on her face.

She was holding a child and holding two more in her hands. Standing next to her husband was her husband. They were the family of Gang Leader Tang from a caravan far away from here. My grandmother said that Gang Leader Tang had been chasing his wife for ten years and finally he could hold her.

The beauty returned. It was a happy family, and everyone had a happy look on their face.

After the reception banquet, the beautiful Mrs. Tang went into the room with her great-aunt, as if she had endless things to say.

When they came out of the room, I saw that both of their eyes were red and swollen. The difference was that my aunt had a very faint look of disappointment on her face, while Mrs. Tang immediately looked at her husband after seeing her husband.

A sweet smile broke out.

While delivering tea to them, I entered the room once and heard Mrs. Tang ask my great-aunt, are you really planning to live alone? My great-aunt said softly, he said he would come back, I thought.

Waiting for him. Mrs. Tang sighed and said, it is said that one day in the sky and a thousand years on the earth, are you willing to let him see you as old? Moreover, they may never come back to that kind of place.

My aunt shook her head and didn't answer.

After Mrs. Tang and the others left, my great-aunt told me that some opportunities only come once in a lifetime, and some people will never be seen again if they miss it. It would have been great if I hadn't been so insistent at that time.

That was the only time my great-aunt told me about her past. I wanted to ask a few more questions, but when I raised my head, I saw two tears rolling down her cheeks. The heavy regret infected me.

For a moment I couldn't say anything.

Before my great-aunt passed away, I was the one who took care of her at her sickbed.

She was still beautiful, but could not hide her haggard appearance.

She told her grandfather who came to see her that if he came, she would tell him that I regretted it. Her grandfather nodded and cried like a child.

My great-aunt also told me that your fiancé is very good to you, you should cherish it and don’t be like my great-aunt. I nodded while crying.

My great-aunt no longer has the strength to paint anymore.

She took out the final painting from her close-fitting clothes, as if taking out the best memory she had treasured.

The man in the painting is still young, but my great-aunt has turned gray at the temples. She lit the painting with trembling hands, and looking at the rising flames, she asked softly as if talking to herself, where do people go after they die?

She also said something that I couldn't understand. She said that she had always been unable to let go of anything before, and ended up not being able to do anything well. Only now did she realize that she was wrong.

It wasn't until one day when I was sixteen that I saw the man in my great-aunt's painting for the first time.

My great-aunt had already passed away two years ago.

I recognized the man at a glance. He was exactly the same as in the painting. I clenched my fists and wanted to rush over.

I want to ask him why he made his great-aunt wait for so many years and die in depression.

But a question in my mind stopped me in my tracks.

He is as young and handsome as in the painting. But his great-aunt has passed away long ago. Could he be that person's descendant?

Next, something even more surprising happened to me.

My most respected grandfather cried bitterly to the man who looked to be in his twenties and called him master.

What I can't forget even more is that after hearing the news that my great-aunt had passed away, that sunny man stood in the garden, showing such sadness that all the peach blossoms in the garden withered.

It was the season of spring and flowers were blooming, but at that moment, I seemed to feel the bleakness of autumn.

At that moment, I understood that he was that person and that he loved my great-aunt. I also understood what Mrs. Tang meant when she said that one day would last for thousands of years.

There’s no need to ask why, it’s just fate.

I turned around and left silently.

Some things, if you miss them, you will never come back.

"Miss! My uncle is here to welcome me!" The voice outside the door brought me back from my thoughts.

I stood up and looked out the window.

Outside the window, the flowers are blooming just right.

He walked towards me to the beat of the drum, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected his smiling face, which made people intoxicated.
Chapter completed!