The Fox reads some old letters
Chu Yun closed the chest he had been going through and got up to sit next to Xiao Zai across the room.
Xiao Zai was holding what looked like a stack of water damaged letters. They smelled as if someone had hidden them away in a cranny of the estate where they stayed for years.
It was surprising that the masons had kept this old stack of letters instead of throwing them away. Chu Yun would have.
Xiao Zai had one of them open on his thighs and kept chancing confused looks at it.
Chu Yun perched his chin on Xiao Zai's shoulder, and read aloud.
"Friend,
The child has arrived, everything is well with him despite the long journey. I know that these words will be of little comfort to you on account of the pain you no doubt feel at having parted with him.
As per your request, I'm confirming his identity by noting and enclosing the drawing of the star shaped birthmark on his shoulder blade. Although I didn't need to see it to know it was him.