"Come, I'll ask, you answer. 'Since ancient times, in love one can only regret in vain'—what's the next line?"
Early in the morning, the blind man was brewing tea while asking Xue Three, who sat across from him.
Xue Three immediately answered with a grin:
"'This regret rolls on and on, never coming to an end.'"
The blind man nodded. "Yet another one led astray by that pig."
"Uh…"
"It's 'A good dream is always the easiest to wake from.'"
"Never heard that one. No, wait, are you calling me as stupid as a pig?" Xue Three finally cottoned on.
The blind man lifted his teacup and took a sip, but felt the tea wasn't very comfortable in this heat. He hesitated, then set it down again. The weather was getting hot; something cool would be better. Looked like he'd have to go ask A Ming for some ice blocks later.
"What I mean is, in truth we all have a lot of freedom. Within the bounds of that freedom, each of us can do what we like, but if you go past that limit, it can't be allowed.
