Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Xiao Mei's life in the village continued to unfold with a sense of normalcy. She spent her days tending to patients, learning new techniques, and exploring the surrounding countryside. Yet, her encounter with Jian lingered in her mind, a gentle reminder of the world beyond her village.
One morning, as she was gathering herbs in the forest, Xiao Mei received an unexpected visit from the village elder. The elder handed her a letter, its envelope embossed with a familiar seal.
"This arrived yesterday," the elder said, "It's addressed to you, but the sender's name is not indicated."
Xiao Mei's curiosity was piqued as she took the letter. The seal was elegant, with intricate designs that seemed to dance across its surface. She recognized the symbol as belonging to the Li family, her biological family.
As she opened the letter, a sense of trepidation washed over her. The message was brief, yet its words sent shivers down her spine:
"Meet me at the old pavilion on the outskirts of the city. Come alone. We need to discuss something of utmost importance."
The letter was unsigned, but Xiao Mei knew instinctively that it was from Jian. The mention of the Li family seal and the cryptic message hinted at a connection to her past, to the life she had left behind.
Xiao Mei's mind was a whirlwind of questions and emotions. What could Jian possibly want to discuss? And why the secrecy? She felt a sense of excitement mixed with apprehension, unsure of what lay ahead.
As she pondered her next move, Xiao Mei couldn't shake the feeling that her life was about to take a dramatic turn. The mysterious letter had awakened a sense of restlessness within her, a feeling that she couldn't ignore.
The days passed slowly, with Xiao Mei's anticipation growing. She found herself thinking about Jian more and more, wondering what he might reveal about her past or her family's intentions.
Finally, the day of the meeting arrived. Xiao Mei made her way to the old pavilion, her heart pounding in her chest. As she approached the pavilion, she saw a figure waiting in the shadows.
"Jian?" she called out, her voice barely above a whisper.
The figure stepped forward, and Xiao Mei's eyes met Jian's. His expression was serious, his eyes filled with a sense of purpose.
"Xiao Mei," he said, his voice low and measured. "I'm glad you came. We have much to discuss."
Xiao Mei's heart skipped a beat as she followed Jian into the pavilion. What secrets lay hidden in her past? And what did Jian know about her family's intentions? She was about to find out.
The pavilion's silence enveloped them, and Xiao Mei felt a sense of trepidation. What lay ahead, she couldn't say, but she was ready to face whatever challenges came her way.
As they sat down, Jian began to speak, his words pouring out like a river. "Xiao Mei, I know about your past," he said, his eyes locked onto hers. "I know about your family and their secrets. And I think it's time you knew the truth too."
Xiao Mei's eyes widened, her mind racing with questions.