The curtain of the Fortune-telling House was lifted and dropped by the night wind. The lonely owner, left there by herself, stood outside admiring the fireworks show in the distance. The Tarot Card of "The Lovers" in her hand slowly curled beneath the pressure of her fingers.
"The Dui Hexagram governs joy. An upright Tarot spread, with both the Nine of Cups and The Star—peach blossoms stir in the destiny palace. 'Guard the Heart and Turn Misfortune into Fortune.' At this very moment, 'Suitable for Expressing One's Feelings.' Hmm, sounds like his confession probably succeeded."
The owner murmured softly.
A passerby who happened to overhear froze.
So these fireworks were for someone else's confession? But that wasn't important right now. What mattered was, what the hell had that Tarot reader just muttered?!
Where the fuck had he ended up? Was this still Tarot?
"Hello, could I ask you to do a Tarot reading for me?" Still, the passerby felt that he had no choice but to give this fusion of Eastern and Western mysticism a try.
By the river.
Under the night sky, the fireworks were as brilliant as shattered dreams pouring down from the Milky Way.
When the night wind swept past, the splendor amassed in the sky rustled loose, becoming a rain of stars flowing backward.
At that moment, the two of them had eyes only for each other. The world revolved around them.
Holding the bouquet, Lin Li smiled and continued:
"How about we date?"
"How long would we have to date for?" Chen Yuying held the small ball that was still glowing red and gazed at Lin Li, her voice soft and gentle.
"I'm not greedy. Dating until 'tomorrow' will do." Lin Li had always been easy to negotiate with.
"I see. Then I'll think