C84

The thirty-fourth card: Wind in one's bosom

Song Xing excitedly strode through the door. His brisk steps brought about a cool breeze, accompanied by the fragrance of early spring Begonia.

"This morning, my father replied. The letter did indeed mention traces of Senior Mu, but …" Song Xing's green and white fingernails seemed to have the intricacies of a porcelain cup