A young woman named Song Xixi is seated gracefully on a rosewood round-back chair. Her hands are delicately folded in her lap, and she wears a simple, elegant outfit in light, soft tones, which accentuates her slender figure. Her long, jet-black hair is loosely tied back, framing her gentle yet melancholic face. Her eyes are large and expressive, filled with a quiet sadness as she gazes at the person in front of her. Song Xixi has delicate, fair skin, a serene beauty, and an aura of restrained emotion, waiting patiently for her husband whom she hasn't seen in a year. The atmosphere around her is calm yet filled with a sense of longing and solitude.