[ hong lu follows. his gaze roams. what an interesting building, he thinks. he's never been in a clinic before, or an examination room. the doctors at the estate simply came to his room. he takes a seat in the sole chair that looks like it ought be his seat, and primly tucks himself into place.
hong lu holds out his hand. the burn is still raw, still red. the blackened edges of it seems to have grown. ]
Do you know where to find a sprig of a plum blossom?
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hong lu holds out his hand. the burn is still raw, still red. the blackened edges of it seems to have grown. ]
Do you know where to find a sprig of a plum blossom?