"Brother Zhou, after we part today, who knows when we'll meet again?"
Amid the swirling snow, Reporter Tian stood gracefully in her white down jacket, like a snow lotus high in the mountains. She clasped her hands in a martial salute and heaved a wistful sigh, reluctant to say goodbye.
"A lone silhouette on a cold river, an old friend from the martial world. Must we have met before to find fellowship now?" Director Zhou returned the salute and spoke with great solemnity.
A thoughtful look flashed through Reporter Tian's lovely eyes. His words sounded like a line from a martial arts movie, but she couldn't remember which one.
"Don't be sad, Brother Tian. When Your Venerable Self celebrates your grand twenty-sixth birthday next month, I shall certainly attend to offer my congratulations." Zhou Yi clasped his hands again, then made a show of hurrying her along. "Get going, or you'll miss the number two bus."
Tian Tian shot him an amused glare, then turned serious again. "I can only keep this from Yueyue until today. Once I get back, I'm definitely telling her you were injured. And as your buddy, I'm giving you a serious warning: don't risk your life like that again. However important your career is, is it more important than staying alive? Think of your parents, think of Shu Yue, and think of me-of all your buddies. As long as you're still here, your dreams are too. Heaven and earth... you can always start over. Did you hear what I said?"
Your inspirational pep talk is seriously amateurish, Zhou Yi thought. You think you can fob me off with a couple of song lyrics? Still, the emotion was there, so I'll drink it down.
"I heard you, I heard you. I'll definitely be more careful from