When did I become unable to take my eyes off her?
Right, it must have been when her nimble fingers danced between the yarn and glass flower petals, her eyes brimming with gentleness and patience, even the curve of her lips as soft as the spring sunlight. Little by little, she ensnared him and captured him.
But he had no wish to struggle free.
"It's done. I'll give you this hairpin," the woman called to him in a gentle voice.
"Thank you." He hadn't spoken in a while, and his throat felt parched. Otherwise, why would his voice be so hoarse?
A deep walnut wood base, colored by tiny mother-of-pearl butterflies and decorated with glass petals. Elegant yet graceful, just like her.
He looked away from the hairpin and gazed out the window.
The city was still ablaze with lights, the moon bright and the stars sparse.
I want to embrace the vastness of this life and give you a sky full of stars.
Next time, I'll polish a jade hairpin for her with my own hands.
[If you give me a jade hairpin, I'll gather up your hair for you]
Luo Yi x Madara Uchiha
Modern amateur hairpin maker x newly appointed Uchiha Clan Head
I'll do my best to write a story as gentle as a spring breeze.
Theme: Gentle tenderness and proud independence
There's no extra story.
Shocking, I can still follow him!
This little theater is wonderful!
Why is there country love in the category!! Xswl
Madam, are you also updating in Jinjiang?