Her lover is Sun Xiuqing.

Let me look at you again, even if you were engraved in my heart earlier, let me smile at you again, even if I am worried that I will cry when I smile.

In the breeze, I sat on the bank of the willow tree and let the bright sunshine like broken silver shine on my face through the cracks in the tree. I quietly closed my eyes and felt the tenderness of the wind, the happiness of the willow and the pale beauty of the sunshine. I didn't think anything, because I don't know what I should think, and I don't know how to forget you. I will always remember the surge in your heart when you told Simei Lu Xiaofeng that I am not Miss Sun but Mrs Simon. For that moment, I am willing to pay all the most precious things in my life. I always think of your smile. Your smile is like spring coming to the earth in an instant. I can smell intoxicating flowers and pleasant breeze. But after I think of your smile, I still have to face endless emptiness, loneliness and despair.

Ximen Chuixue, I read your name softly, thinking of the scene where you held me and I was running in the Woods. The wind roared past us, and my long hair floated across your face, your mouth and your worried eyebrows. I really want to tell you, don't worry about me, because in your arms, I can feel your heartbeat, and I can feel life pouring into my body slowly. Ximen Chuixue, I wouldn't call you by your name, and I don't know how to call you. Before I talk to you, I will only smile at you, and then I can see your gentle eyes that can melt ice and snow.

Ximen Chuixue, I really want to call your name like this, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times ... until I'm tired, and I go to sleep when I'm tired. After waking up, I will still call your name and pour all my thoughts and attachments into you.

Ximen Chuixue, I'm going to the north. I want to see the truly magnificent snowy plateau. I want to stand there, thinking of you as lonely as ice and snow, thinking of our parting. I left on my own initiative. When I knew your victory, when I saw the excited expression on your face when you came back, when I noticed your fascination with swords, I knew it was time for me to leave. After all, I can't compete with the sword in your hand. Sword is your god, sword is your only god. And I'm just a passer-by in your life, and I'm only here to make Ximen Chuixue a more perfect myth.

Ximen Chuixue, I told myself, I like a person who is not a person, I like a god, I like his hands, pale and strong, neat and slender. ...

Ximen Chuixue, do you remember a woman who once loved you deeply? Do you still remember that you have a son as pure and beautiful as an elf? Do you remember the wind that whizzed past our ears when you ran with me? Do you remember the unique fragrance of the flowers in the garden when you said I was Mrs. Simon? Do you smile when you think about this? Is your smile as warm and intoxicating as before?

Ximen Chuixue, please allow me to call you again. Please allow me to miss you again. After missing you, I will choose to forget. There is no doubt about the strength of 3rd Battalion and Hughes. Leaving you does not mean losing the whole world. I will still live well. I will live with a smile, even if my smile is no longer brilliant, but a little more gloomy. However, I still have to smile and treat every sunny day with a smile.