The youth buried his head in the crook of her neck, among the strands of the girl's hair.
His heart was trembling, quivering.
After a long while, his slightly hoarse voice rose, "Jin Zhu, I will definitely make something of myself and come back to marry you!"
The girl he loved gave him tremendous encouragement. Her waiting and her affection deeply motivated him to defy fate, to stand out among others, to marry her and take her home.
Jin Zhu didn't speak, but her small hands slowly wrapped around his waist.
Tears swirled in her eyes.
Her young man, oh, go pursue your future, your destiny.
If possible, she could always be his support, his pillar of strength.
...
Under the moonlight, as the two slowly began to part, her eyes were still red-rimmed. Although her look was cute and green, her eyes held a firmness for him.
They looked at each other.
The affection of the young boy and girl was sincere and pure, the most unadulterated love, clear as the lakes in Tianshan.
