In Bianliang, young ladies typically have engagement talks by thirteen or fourteen, and can marry by the age of fifteen. A ten-year-old girl is already considered mature.
Zhao Die'er is already ten, not yet fully grown, but showing the initial signs of beauty.
TODAY, Zhao Die'er is dressed in a silk jacket, her petite body wrapped under a furry fox coat, her little face clean and radiant.
This year, Bianliang has no snow. It is the first time Ning Fan has met Zhao Die'er without snow.
Ten years have passed. Ning Fan's appearance is now like that of a thirty-year-old man, his gaze deeper. Yet upon seeing Zhao Die'er, his eyes softened, and he smiled.
"Oh, isn't this Die'er?"
"Die'er greets Uncle Ning. Is Uncle Ning going to the Bian River to enjoy the scenery again? It's a pity that there's no snow this year and the plum blossoms haven't bloomed. Without the company of plums, Uncle's wine must be a bit lonely..."
