The New Year festival passed quickly, over in what felt like the blink of an eye. Walking down the streets, however, you could still feel the lingering holiday atmosphere from the spring couplets on the doors and the banners and lanterns yet to be taken down.
On this day, Chen Chuan drove to the old family house by himself. He tidied up the inside and out, stocked a few new canisters of tea, and then brewed a cup. He brought it out to the covered veranda, sipping it slowly under the warm sun as he gazed at the stream and woods before him.
More memories had surfaced over the past few days. This time, they were of another New Year's celebration, with this body's mother, her younger sister, and her older sister all together.
