What did the man sound like? What would he say?
Brenda had never been so happy before; it wasn't elation, it was blissful mirth.
Unconsciously, she closed her eyes and started to enjoy this moment. She knew that when she opened her eyes again, he would be there; and he was.
Brenda and Wang Tong smiled at each other knowingly. They didn't know each other, but they were already soulmates.
Neither of them spoke. Brenda poured some water into an eggshell porcelain teacup and offered it to Wang Tong, who downed the contents in a gulp.
Although this was not the proper way of appreciating tea, it was precisely what Brenda had expected from him.
Even though this was the first time the two had met, they felt like they were long lost, friends. They were so many things to be shared between the two of them, yet they didn't even need to speak a word with each other. Every glance was a story, and every intentional pause in motion a laugh.
