Yin Yang Change

"Stars are brighter in the north."

"Yeah, especially bright!"

Liang Qu lowered his head and read E Ying's palm—her life line, love line, career line.

"There's a formation of geese. Do geese fly at night too?"

"Maybe they ran into another flock on the way and had to work overtime."

Liang Qu wound E Ying's hair around his hand and used it as a brush to write on her palm. First, he wrote "together till heaven and earth grow old," then "big beautiful girl."

"The epiphyllums have bloomed!"

"I can smell them."

Holding E Ying's foot in one hand and Dog Tail Grass in the other, Liang Qu lightly traced over the smooth, fair arch of her foot.

He wanted to paint a pink peach blossom on it as an ornament, but he did not know how to match the colors.

Red flowers? Cinnabar? And why was the Dragon Girl so tall, yet her feet so delicate?

Did she not walk often?

Her foot suddenly pressed down, pinning his palm.

Liang Qu looked up.

Long E Ying's gaze was calm. "Can Elder properly keep me company?"

"Cough, cough." Liang Qu tossed aside the Dog Tail Grass, braced himself on the grass, and shuffled backward. He hugged Long E Ying from behind, swept aside her hair, and rested his forehead against her shoulder. "I'll keep you company, I will. You smell wonderful too."

A faint blush spread upward from her neck to her cheeks, then slowly faded in the cool night wind.

The long wind whistled through the trees, softened into a gentle breeze, and thousands upon thousands of blooming epiphyllums swayed with their fragrance. Leaves and petals brushed against one another with a rustling sound.

The two sat amid the flower field, submerged in an ocean of epiphyllums that reached