A Thought Becomes a Promise

Jiang Chenyin had resigned herself to a lifetime of solitude, never expecting that the warmth destined to light up her remaining years had long been by her side. It was the daughter of her best friend—a girl she had watched grow up. [This is a love story defined by an age gap, tender and innocent. I fell in love with you before I even understood what love was.] A latent mutual crush, with an age difference of 15 years. My writing style is established and hard to change, and since this is a rather traditional age-gap theme, the story develops slowly—very slowly. If this bothers you, please refrain from reading. If you find yourself not enjoying it while reading, feel free to stop—no nee...