Chapter 15 The Unfrozen River
Years ago, in a classroom full of international students, we had a silly assignment.
Describe love in one word.
Pei Yuchuan wrote “unfrozen river.”
I didn’t understand it then.
Only after all this time did I realize how perfectly it fit us.
Across vast frozen wilderness, an unfrozen river steamed and flowed.
No matter how harsh the northern wind, it never froze.
It simply ran—quiet, stubborn, toward the distance.
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