It was already very late in the night when Mo Tiange walked out of Tianqiao's shop. Other shops in the market square had long closed their doors. The only things on the street were a few sporadic flickering lights.
Mo Tiange moved towards those faint lights and slowly made her way back to the inn.
That evening, she and Tianqiao talked about a lot of things that happened after they parted. The two of them were no longer the little girls from years ago; both of them were now very different from the image they had of each other embedded deep in their memories. Many experiences were recounted slowly, in detail.