the　days　following　their　escape　were　a　blur　of　travel　and　secrecy.　sukie　and　han　fengling　moved　from　town　to　town，　never　staying　in　one　place　too　long，　always　wary　of　being　discovered.　the　nights　were　spent　huddled　together　for　warmth，　sharing　whispered　conversations　and　stolen　moments　of　affection.　each　passing　day，　sukie，s　feelings　for　han　fengling　deepened，　and　she　could　sense　his　feelings　mirrored　her　own.

they　finally　settled　in　a　quiet　village　nestled　in　the　mountains，　far　from　the　reach　of　their　enemies.　the　village　was　a　picturesque　haven，　with　lush　greenery　and　crystal－clear　streams.　the　simple　life　offered　a　stark　contrast　to　the　opulence　and　danger　they　had　left　behind.　for　the　first　time　in　what　felt　like　an　eternity，　they　found　a　semblance　of　peace.

one　evening，　as　the　sun　dipped　below　the　horizon，　casting　a　golden　glow　over　the　village，　sukie　sat　by　the　window　of　their　small　cottage，　her　thoughts　a　whirlwind.　han　fengling　was　outside，　chopping　wood　f

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