Are you my destined person? If you are, you can see a dilapidated hut by the river with three big characters "divination house" crookedly written on it.
Along the Songhua River, there is an ancient street. Over the years, it has become the tourist center of the city, with shops of all sizes neatly lined up on the streets, like soldiers in formation, staring at the river in front of them.
On the small plaque, there are three big red characters "divination house" written crookedly. A simple and mismatched hut is squeezed in among the majestic shops. Whenever the sun rises and sets in the evening, the sparkling light refracted by the river reflects onto the hut, making it look even more weird.
I, the owner and only clerk of the "Divination House", like most every day to sit in my ancient wood rocking chair with lacework, watching all kinds of gossip news, counting money, waiting for my destined person, or other things.
People who have nothing to do with my shop cannot see its existence. Of course, you can't see me either.
She has long curly red hair, gray-white eyes, cherry-pink lips, and a white dress. She always likes to wear a dark purple cloak. This is me, the only witch in this city.