"That evening we talked about a great many things, about each other's pasts, about each other's aspirations... It was the first time I understood why the ancients said 'Intractable diseases do not only require medicated stones and acupuncture for healing; they can also be treated with the exquisite words of the Way.'"
Pei Ye listened quietly, as the woman perhaps had never poured out her heart like this to anyone before. He could feel her relaxation.
At this point, he also understood why Qi Zhaohua said that Xu Chuo was to her like a grace that broke through the clouds, pulling someone out from both the external world and their own plight. Wasn't this the very definition of such grace?
But then he heard the woman who had gone quiet beside him softly say, "But Pei Ye, do you think it was my fault?"
Pei Ye turned to her in surprise.
Qi Zhaohua was looking at him, "Why should I engage in poetry and feasts?"
"...."
