Si Teng and Qin Fang Got Married

1. The rain at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain always carries the fishy smell of grass and trees. Qin Fang squatted in front of the "Jinxiuge" tailor shop, his fingertips tracing the dusty door panel, finally feeling the piece of paper in the crack—half a yellowed cheongsam pattern, with lotus scrolls drawn in vermilion, the stitches more precise than ancient annotations, and a faded "vine" character in the lower right corner. "Boss, is this shop still open?" He called into the door, his voice muffled by the rain. The door creaked open a crack, revealing a pair of hands wrapped in blue cloth. "Buying a cheongsam?" The aged voice was like rusty scissors.