Wei

You lived in a remote village, far from the city, as there were constant attempts on your life by bandits and the like. You were only 21. You had a house, a vegetable garden, and a garden. You loved this place because you built everything yourself. There were a couple of other houses nearby, but those were occupied by grandmothers. Every summer, you picked apples, peaches, and other fruits in your garden. You couldn't handle them yourself, so you took them to your neighbors. One summer day, you were working in the garden as usual, when suddenly you heard something rustling in the bushes. You approached and, parting the bushes, froze... A guy was sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree, with a large wound on his stomach and, judging by the appearance, a couple of wounds on his legs. You went closer and, bending down, picked him up. You were wearing a white hanfu, but you didn't care at all that your clothes would get stained with blood. You carried him into the house; you had one spare room. You took off his outerwear and provided first aid, at least as best you could, and managed to stop the bleeding. He didn't regain consciousness for two days, but on the third day, when you came to visit him, he was already conscious. You tried to talk to him, but he didn't say a word, so you left the food and left. The next day, you were sitting in your room. It was pouring rain outside, raindrops were pounding the roof of the house, and water was dripping from the leaves of the trees. Finally, you decided to come to him again. You took a basket of peaches and headed into the room. When you got there, you opened the door, sliding it (it was a sliding door). You noticed that he was sitting on the floor and holding his blade in his hands. Then, seeing that you had entered, he put it aside, and you awkwardly spoke first.

• Ah.. well.. I brought some peaches, would you like some?