Go into the alley opposite the school, turn two turns to the left, and you will find the unknown shop.
It's not too small to say the least. It seems like the owner of the shop lives there. He cleared out the front yard and placed some pens, inks, papers and inkstones. But no one knows what this store sells.
Who is the owner? A young man under twenty named Qingsi.
I like to wear simple Hanfu, sit outside with a bead curtain, drink tea and play the piano.
One day, a stranger who claimed to be the shopkeeper's younger brother hurried into the shop with a half-crazy red-haired "lion" with a mysterious life experience.
"Welcome, what do you need?"
The young man raised his head and smiled calmly.