Thinking back, when they had first met for the first time, she was also like that. She was so frail and so seemingly fragile, it was as if the wind and rain could carry her away. At that time, he would never have thought that this young lady at the brink of death would be tied to him in fate.
Her indifference, her ignorance, her smile, her strength. All of these flashed by in his mind, each picture was so beautiful and he could not bear to forget any of them even for a second.
He had personally witnessed her growth, from indifference, she became someone who slowly discovered anger and various emotions. From the initial unsheathed sword, to a warm embrace.
Remember her body temperature.
Remember her taste.
Remember the feeling of his fingertips when they slid he down her hair.
Remember her awkward but gentle kiss.
Remember the satisfaction and happiness while holding her in his embrace.
