I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine 🙂

«To tell the truth, even if Wen Shi hadn’t gone back to Mount Songyun that day, Chen Budao had already made up his mind to see him. It was his birthday, after all—it only came once a year, and a lifetime was merely the accumulation of those years in decades. How could he bear to let that person spend the entire day alone?

He wrote a note, promising he would be back.

For though the soughing pines and lucent moon were but three thousand li away, fate did not permit him to return.»

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The feather!  

«One of the blue birds was a little unique. Lagging at the very back of the flock, it soared around Chen Budao, circling him for a good while before finally flying away. Upon departure, it dropped a single blue-green feather.

Chen Budao stared at the feather for a long moment. Then, he reached out and caught it.

Leaning next to the door, he held the feather between his fingers and gazed down at it for quite some time, before folding it into his palm.

As was written in the ancient texts: Qingniao, winged emissary of the divine, messenger of longing and deep affection.»

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