[When put this way, a part of him thinks it would be beneficial for one sachet to remain here, in the hands of someone who will go on to engage many a client. Combined with the rest she'll gift to their cohort, her blessing will spread far and wide, keeping the memory alive. Even though she'll soon fade if nothing is done, she's still doing everything in her power to preserve her beloved home with little thought for herself.
An endless struggle . . . like a chicken that is unable to fly, yet continues to flap its wings . . .
Stirred out of his ruminations by their finished order, he takes the drinks with an appreciative nod and turns to Yingying.]
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An endless struggle . . . like a chicken that is unable to fly, yet continues to flap its wings . . .
Stirred out of his ruminations by their finished order, he takes the drinks with an appreciative nod and turns to Yingying.]
Your drink, Miss Yingying.