323. Su Liang's New Friend
When Su Liang slowly regained consciousness, her last memory was parting with Gu Ling by the Liuxian River late at night, and then she sailed alone to the east. She didn't know how long she had been traveling when the old man, whom she had encountered twice before, boarded her boat and knocked her out.
Feeling some soreness at the back of her neck, Su Liang sat up, rubbing it with her hand while surveying her surroundings.
This was a simple room, with bedding and curtains made of coarse grey cloth, but it was very clean.
The window was open, the air was fresh, and clear bird calls and insect chirps could be heard.
Su Liang's clothes had not been changed, and her shoes were neatly placed by the bed.
Lifting the quilt, she put on her shoes and got out of bed. She walked to the door, and it opened with a pull.