Under the lanterns of Old Book Street, he removed…

Su Wantang got lost on Ancient Book Street. She was a young scholar of ancient texts who had just taken on the first official commission of her life, yet she couldn't even find the door to the community center. A tall, thin man wearing an eyepatch emerged from the depths of an alley, his voice low, like a fragmentary scroll unearthed from a pile of old papers. He led her through the labyrinthine lanes, and in the old archive room of the community center, the two of them talked from the letters of Warring States generals to lost crafts. Su Wantang discovered that this silent man carried something buried by time—and she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.