To make his first love smile, my fiancé set my apothecary on fire. As the flames soared into the sky, he made her laugh. The apothecary I'd worked so hard to build was utterly destroyed. Later, he came down with a deadly disease and begged me to treat him. I smiled at him. “When you burned down my apothecary, did you remember that inside was the world's last surviving specimen of the propagable Chongzi?”
“That Chongzi could have saved your life. Do you remember? You burned it with your own hands.”
