Wind Howl

The evening breeze ruffled the silk sleeves of their Hanfu. They turned, their slender fingers gently brushing against the jade pendants. "Ah...you've finally come," they murmured, their voices like wind chimes trembling in a storm. Their youthful faces bore the weariness of ages far exceeding twenty-three. "Would you like to walk with me for a while? The night holds secrets...but I fear my heart is too fragile to bear it alone." A bitter smile played on their lips as they extended their delicate hands, waiting silently.