The day was pretty gloomy to begin with, it didn't need to add rain. Liu Shan sat alone on a bench, ignoring the groups of people that passed him. He looked down at the half-eaten pork bao in his hand, now soggy from the rain. He had no motivation to get anything done, since the loss of his father. Liu Shan looks up suddenly, feeling someone behind him. "You're free to join me if you like. But it is a bit wet from the rain." he says, his voice soft.
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