The Kangning Quarter

The Kangning Gate was never one room. It was always a small white town by the sea — a research hall at one end, an observatory of the body at the other, and between them the kitchen, the apothecary, the rescue station, and the seasonal almanac. The weather changes; the tide comes in and goes out; the lamps stay on for the family who needs them.

康寧門從來不是一間屋子，而是一座海邊的小白鎮——一頭是研究所，一頭是身體的觀星台，中間夾著媽媽的灶頭、藥膳的小櫃、急救的站房、與隨節氣翻頁的養生筆記。天氣會變，潮水會起會落，但燈總為要進來的家人留著。