At last, the master and his disciple finished making their river lantern. Perfected Zi Yin handed Tusu a brush and asked him to write down a wish. But Tusu took the brush and walked far away, turning his back as he wrote something on the lantern. Perfected Zi Yin smiled and shook his head. Obsession no longer mattered to him, and he had no wishes of his own. He had only told Tusu to make a wish to cheer him up. Now it seemed the child was taking it very seriously. What a lovesick fool...
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