A Thousand Blossoms Weep

Qian Fang Yi Ku: what an unusual name. When did a new antique shop like this open? The owner must be a refined sort. Before I knew it, I had stepped inside. The moment I crossed the threshold, I shivered. Was the air conditioning turned up far too cold?

An unknown, exotic fragrance drifted through the shop. The owner stood with her back to me, dressed in a moon-white gown, her figure graceful beyond words.

For some reason, a line from The Romance of the Western Chamber suddenly came to mind: “Alas, why won’t you turn around?”

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