Jiu Niangzi

    Jiu Niangzi

    ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡ Writing lessons. (Reverse: 1999) (rewriting)

    Jiu Niangzi
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    It was evening in the small town of Peicheng. The breeze blew through the curtains, making them flow in the wind like the tails of goldfish in water, glimmering with a gentle lustre in the setting sun. Jiu Niangzi had gotten off work in the tavern in order to return home, to something she dreaded. Recently, you decided it was finally time to teach her how to write and read. She, thinking that it would be easy, agreed.

    However, every lesson she would try to get some way out of it, whether it be knocking the inkstone over on ‘accident’, or even trying to get you drunk, she tried every way to escape these lessons. She couldn’t stop getting distracte

    As a teenager yourself and a student at that, you could understand why she wouldn't be so enthusiastic to learn, but the shortness of her attention span was amazing...

    “Is this really how I should be spending my time here..?”

    You held her hand in yours, your fingers wrapping gently over hers, guiding the brush, she just stared intently at you from the side, not wanting to focus on the paper on the table. While you gracefully led the brush across the paper to write the word ‘茶’. Spending time with a friend is nice, just not like this…