Later, in front of a prayer wheel in Mount Wutai, Jiang heard a voice asking her, "If you had a choice, would you still want to know Yu Xuan?"
The breeze gently blew the prayer wheel, chanting the Buddha's message over and over again.
The girl knelt on the futon, clasping her hands together, her tough back as firm as when she first came to this world.
"Yes."
Intention: Regardless of origin or separation, we will meet again if we are destined.