A wounded woman lent her only protective charm to the man before her on the very day they met. No questions a…
A wounded woman lent her only protective charm to the man before her on the very day they met.
No questions about why. No questions about when it would be returned. She only asked:
"If you die, what happens to that orphan you picked up?"
"It's yours to raise."
"Yuck."
It had nothing to do with love or longing. Just Jianghu folks doing what they do.