"Wanshi." She softly called his name, as if waking someone from a deep sleep.
His eyelashes quivered like butterfly wings, revealing a pair of light-colored eyes. Her reflection filled their endless gray depths, and his scarlet lips curved like a new moon.
She offered her heart in exchange, wishing the flowers would follow the flowing waters, blooming without end.
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