Zhou Li lay flat on the bed, while Huai Xu lay on the ceiling as if gravity had been reversed. They faced each other, creating a somewhat eerie scene.
"I think you look quite good this way."
"What?"
"Your eyes, all cloudy, like a blind person's." Huai Xu stared at Zhou Li. "I've noticed many fortune-tellers are blind, or if not, they pretend to be. Perhaps your business would do even better if you looked like this."
"Can you come down to talk..."
"Really! Look at Little Zheng; her business is very good. When she goes out like that, everyone easily believes she has special abilities."
"There are cobwebs on the ceiling."
"I don't mind the dirt!"
"You being up there makes me feel a bit uneasy, and it makes my head spin."
"How delicate!"
