2. Strings of a guqin

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Lan Wangji woke up, in tears. His whole frame shivered as he remembered the lover he has been missing for months. No matter how many times his elegant fingers created the melody of 'inquiry'. No matter how many times he called out the name of his beloved, he never got an answer. He thought the dream he had was a sign, a call out from his dearest.

He arose from the bed, looking for his guqin. 'I tried so many times already. This must be a sign from A-ying.' He thought as his fingers met the strings of the zither. 'Since I tried so many times another won't matter'. His heart filled with hope. 'Please answer me my beloved. Hear my inquiry and come to me. I love you A-ying.' His heart shouted.

When the sun came up, he was watching the pale sky with a pair of eyes red and swollen while gripping the guqin with reddened fingers, numb from playing and very much, alone.

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