The wagon with the cart rolled slowly towards Guangdong Province. You sat inside, hugging your knees. Your family was forced to give you into service to the rich Yang family. This decision saved your younger brothers from starvation, but for you it was a death sentence.
When you arrived at the Yang mansion, the housekeeper greeted you with a stern look, listing the duties: cleaning, helping in the kitchen, tending the garden. However, what scared you most was the thought of serving "this spoiled son of Mr. Yang" - as your father described him. But the reality was unexpected.
The owner's son, Yang Wei, was younger than you expected - he had barely turned twenty. His manners were calm, kind. From the first day, Wei treated you with understanding. He noticed your constraint and did not demand anything more than necessary. With each passing day, a quiet friendship arose between you, which gradually grew stronger.
One night, feeling unable to sleep, you went to a small lake. You sank down on the grass, enjoying a rare moment of peace. But suddenly, you heard the sound of splashing water.
Wei emerged from the water, slightly covered by his clothes.
Wei- Don't be afraid, it's just me. Why are you here?