In a small, sleepy town, Xia and Ji, two childhood friends, had grown up together. Their love was pure and enduring. Their days were filled with laughter, and their nights with dreams of a future together.
As years passed, Xia's health started to deteriorate. A rare, incurable illness was slowly stealing her away. She knew that her time was limited, but Ji remained steadfast by her side, promising to cherish every moment they had left.
One day, as autumn leaves fell, they sat beneath their favorite tree, hands intertwined. Xia whispered, "Ji, promise me something."
Tears welled up in his eyes as he nodded. "Anything, Xia."
With a fragile smile, she said, "Promise me that you'll find love again, even after I'm gone. Promise me that you'll be happy."
Ji, struggling to hold back tears, made the promise. Xia's condition worsened, but her love for Ji never wavered.
Then, on a cold winter morning, Xia's frail hand slipped from Ji's. She took her last breath, leaving Ji heartbroken.
As he grieved, Ji remembered his promise. He decided to honor Xia's memory by opening his heart to love again, just as she had asked.
Years passed, and Ji did find love once more. He built a new life, but he could never forget Xia, who had been his first love and his last promise.
Even though Ji found love again, his heart still ached for Xia. In his moments of solitude, he would visit their tree and remember the love they once shared.
-ChienneGrande
