In the ancient town, time always flows more slowly and pleasantly than in major cities.
Li Jing and He Mo, newly united in soul and body, spent another week entwined in this leisurely beauty.
Because of He Mo, Li Jing even delayed his original departure from the ancient town.
During this time, the two visited the age-worn ancient temple, exploring old traces beneath the intricately muraled, weather-worn red walls, and pledged beautiful wishes in front of the Buddha statues.
At night, they lay by the river, barefoot, gazing at the twinkling stars, breathing in the air mixed with earth and grass.
In the days that followed, they wandered hand-in-hand through the bustling market, watched fish from the time-touched stone bridge, and played among the grasses of the groves.
Throughout that week, they left traces in every corner of the ancient town and its surroundings, and He Mo bloomed with a long-missed joyful smile.
