After dinner, you and Min retire to a room in a far corner of the Fa Pu Inn. You share the single bed, but the air is cold, and the thin, silk blanket the women shared does little to keep you warm. Moonlight pours through the window, painting the room silver and blue.
Min Zuijiu shifts and turns to you. "Hey, Ti. Want to talk for a while? I'm not very sleepy yet..."
