He was leaning on the leather sofa in the booth, with one hand holding a cup of mojito, and the other hand dishonestly drawing circles on the back of the girl opposite.
"Sister, your palmistry is interesting."
He smiled with his eyes crooked, showing his white teeth, and his voice had a lazy magnetism, which sounded like the bass strings of a cello being gently plucked. The girl opposite is Su Wan, a regular visitor to this bar. She has a dewy look, big eyes, and a white dress that makes her skin look like a shelled egg. She chuckled twice and retracted her hand a little, but not completely.
