Fu Zi Mo walked in front, she followed behind him. After about half a cup of tea, they arrived at a clearing on the mountainside. The clearing was filled with peach trees. The flowers had not yet bloomed, but there were sprigs of new green on the branches, filling one with hope for the future when they would blossom.,"Zi Mo, let's pay back what we owe him, together. In this life or the next.",A lifetime, a pair of people. Not seeking imperial power or riches, but just one heart. To never be separated until old age.。