Yinxiang walked up to me and said, "You're fine." His voice was completely different from three years ago. It was low and nice. There was a warm smile in his eyes, and there was something I couldn't distinguish.
A breeze unexpectedly blew up around me, and a lot of wild flower petals in my hand were blown off. Because the petals were very light, they circled around me with the wind. I held the flower in one hand and subconsciously arranged the messed up hair in my ears with the other. I smiled and said softly to Yinxiang.
"You're fine."
This is my first time writing, so please bear with me!