She learned the meaning of this hibiscus flower from Ji Nanjue's lips, and she also knew that Uncle Wang, who had always followed the merchant caravan outside, had a daughter about to come of age, and was waiting for that flower of his...
It should have been a day of reunion, but one person was forever missing.
Perhaps that girl, who was the same age as her, was wearing a newly made skirt at this moment, her small face radiant with happiness, waiting for Uncle Wang to place the hibiscus flower with his own hands upon the cake whose candles had not yet been blown out.
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