Old Master Qu looked up at the sky dotted with shimmering stars. The moon was getting brighter; he suddenly thought of the times when he was young. Ever since then, he had never seen his other daughter again.
"I recall now that, back then, when you said that you like this magnolia tree, you gave it a name. What was it…"
His voice was hoarse. Suddenly, he could not remember the name of the tree.
"It's called 'First Rays of the Morning Sun'."
Old Lady Qu laughed as she reminded her husband. Seeing him, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not hear her earlier conservation.
"Right, what a beautiful name."
Old Master Qu coughed. It was now early autumn, and he always coughed around this time. It was an illness caused by heavy rain back then. It had not recovered after so many years and would probably not get better in the future.
