He had made up his mind, once her health improved, he would give her some money, send her away, and have nothing to do with her anymore.
He was going to find Xiang Yun. Although Xiang Yun wasn't skilled in dancing with the wind or composing poetry, her authenticity and lovability, her frank and lively personality, would unconsciously affect him, making him feel suddenly cheerful, and in her absence, he found himself constantly thinking of her, recalling that brief yet beautiful time they had spent together.
She held up her pale, jade-like fingers, mysteriously asking him like a little fox, "What is this?"
She stood with her hands on her hips, arrogantly laughing up at the sky, "You fool, convinced now, are you..."
She hid a chess piece behind her back, raising her adorable round face, arguing illogically, "A blatant chariot and stealthy horse steal cannon, isn't that exactly what Chinese chess is about?"
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