In 'his' spare time, 'he' sometimes stared at the bracelet on 'his' left wrist and the seven sariras on it, which reminded 'him' of the days spent with 'his' master. The sariras on the bracelet were left behind after 'his' master's self-cremation.
Sometimes, looking at it, 'he' felt the bracelet seemed to get closer and larger, large enough to encompass the entire universe, spinning endlessly without beginning or end. The seven sariras emitted dazzling light, emerging from the endless giant wheel like seven bright suns, piercing the boundless darkness!
"Dear, I've always been curious, what is this on your hand?" 'Her' eyes fell on the bracelet on 'his' left wrist, barely visible under 'his' sleeve.
"Ah?" 'He' woke up from 'his' daydream.
"I see you've been wearing it all the time."
"Oh... this..." 'He' paused for a moment, thinking about how to explain it to 'her'. Telling the truth that it was left behind after 'his' master's self-cremation? That wouldn't be appropriate.
"These beads are a keepsake from my father, and the bracelet is custom-made." 'He' told half a white lie.
"Oh? Can I take a look?" 'She' gently pulled 'his' left arm, excitedly expecting 'him' to take off the bracelet.
"Sure!" 'He' took off the bracelet and handed it to 'her'. "Here!"
'She' took it from 'his' hand and played with it, the more 'she' looked, the more 'she' couldn't put it down. The bracelet's strap was made of gold, carved with lotus patterns and designs, and embedded with seven beads of varying sizes, smooth, bright, and colorful.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!" 'She' carefully examined the beads, each with its unique texture and color, reflecting different lights, as if telling their own stories.
"Ah?!" 'He' gave a small cry, "Not this one..." 'He' nervously reached out to take it back.
"Okay! Just kidding!" 'She' handed the bracelet back to 'him', "Stingy!" 'She' made a face at 'him'.
"Is it only for your... wife?" 'She' blinked 'her' bright eyes at 'him' with a smile, her playful eyes carrying a hint of ambiguity and mystery.
Recently, 'she' had begun to be unsatisfied with just chatting, drinking tea, playing the guzheng, appreciating calligraphy and paintings, or talking about love with 'him'. 'She' often intentionally or unintentionally had intimate physical contact with 'him', touching 'him', leaning on 'him', and once, at a happy moment, even hugged 'him' and laughed so hard that 'her' branches trembled. Even though they were not yet married, 'she' already treated 'him' as 'her' other half, completely letting go of all restraint.
