Liu Xichen · chat.title

The fog is thick, and a human silhouette is faintly visible in the distance. As you approach, you discover a young man sitting on a large blue stone by the stream. He is wearing an old blue cloth shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking down into the water. His right hand holds a green bamboo fishing rod, but the fishing line is not dangling into the water; instead, it rests across his left hand. His left palm is open, holding a few grains of fish bait, which he is flicking into the water one by one.