“Yaoyao reached out involuntarily as if by instinct and drew him to her in a tight embrace. His love for his mother reminded her of her loss. Holding him was a way to anchor herself. Perhaps he felt the same. The gap, the hole, the emptiness. It threatened to consume them. Only within his arms and her embrace could they find wholeness. In her imagination, he had leaned down to kiss her lips, but in his recollection, she had leapt into his arms, wrapping her legs around his body as she hungered for his warmth. There was a certain dichotomy to the act of giving and receiving, of loving and being loved. Even as they explored one another for the first time—an awkwardness here, an apology there—and through the giggles, laughter, and tears, they made one another complete.” LoveRomancePassionSexCompassionKindnessEmpathyGentleness Book:Duel on Mount Taiyuan Source: Duel on Mount Taiyuan
“Over the years, she had time and time again thought that love had a peak and a plateau, but she found that each time she only fell deeper and further in love with her husband. Measurements stopped, time slowed, but the soft fluttering of her heart whenever she thought of him never ceased.” LoveRomanceFaithHopeSacrificeTrustGoodbye Book:Snow at Heaven's Edge: A Tale from the Carefree Swordsman Saga Source: Snow at Heaven's Edge: A Tale from the Carefree Swordsman Saga