The rainy season in Suzhou always brings with it a lingering sense of humidity.
Ji Kasha stood in the courtyard of the "Songfengdo" workshop, with the smell of paulownia wood, catalpa wood and aged paint lingering on the tip of her nose. She held a silver folding caliper in her hand and pressed her fingertips against the scale of the caliper with slight pressure. The raindrops hit her navy blue professional suit finely, blurring out small dots, but she was completely unaware of it. Her eyes were fixed on the pile of guqin accessories waiting to be tested on the table in front of her - to be precise, the emblem of the "banana leaf style" guqin.
