At night, my dinner was personally served to me by Sang Shixi himself. As soon as the door opened, a faint and gentle aromatic sweetness filled the room. When he set the bowl on the table in front of me, I pushed away, “I’m not having that.”
He didn’t get angry or impatient. Instead, he simply looked at me, “Then what would you have?”
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