The weather is clear, the sun is shining bright. The cool wind blows the leaves.
My husband holds me tightly, he doesn't want me to fall while riding. The white hair was beside us both. The horse's steps stopped in the crowd. Yoong got off the horse, and he put me down too. We stopped by a shop selling fabrics and jewelry.
"Why are we here?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, isn't my friend only here for a few days. So we have to buy trinkets for gifts. Isn't that right, friend?" said my husband while asking the white hair question.
The white hair lowered his head, smiled sweetly at me as he said “Yes, of course. You can just walk around out here by yourself, we'll come back to see you later."
Suddenly I was shocked, I thought the white hair was just trying to organize my life.
My husband nodded hi
