Chapter 755: Qingxian Temple
There was so much to tell that Chen Changsheng simply could not finish it all.
Mister had started out in high spirits, but he gradually fell to yawning. Eventually, he just propped his chin on one hand, his words slowing down, until unexpectedly, his voice faded away completely.
When Master Jin San glanced up, he saw that Mister Chen was already nodding off. Had he fallen asleep?
Master Jin San looked down at the page before him. He had only managed to write down half the story; there was still much left unrecorded.
Mister had just been speaking about Great Jing, specifically mentioning Magistrate Liu Huairen, when his words came to a sudden halt. The rest of the tale left Master Jin San incredibly curious; the stories Mister told were far more brilliant than anything recorded in the historical texts.
Seeing that Mister had fallen asleep, Master Jin San decided not to disturb him.
He let out a breath, a thought stirring in his mind.
Perhaps many things were always meant to be incomplete. It was exactly that missing piece, that slight imperfection, that made them truly unforgettable.
With another quiet sigh, Master Jin San called for a tea house attendant to bring over a blanket, which he then draped over Mister.