[ The more Jin Zixuan gets his bearings, the more he begins to realize his mistake in flying (okay, crashing) into this open window. ]
No, you are not.
[ And if this is not his wife, and this is not their bedroom, then where in the world was he?
Small mercies, he listens to instructions and stays put, leaning up against the wall, while this mysterious stranger putters about cleaning and caring for... ] Is that plant screaming?
no subject
No, you are not.
[ And if this is not his wife, and this is not their bedroom, then where in the world was he?
Small mercies, he listens to instructions and stays put, leaning up against the wall, while this mysterious stranger putters about cleaning and caring for... ] Is that plant screaming?