The drizzle cleared, morning dew kissing the tips of banana leaves, hesitating to fall.
The gentle spring breeze stirred, causing willow leaves to flutter and lifting the folds of Su Bei's garments, which gently unfolded.
The warm breeze tenderly teased the strands of hair on Key Smoke's back, scattering them like black snow.
With the sun's warm gaze upon her, Key Smoke stood silently, her swirling eyes fixed intently on him.
She thought, On the chilly path of immortality, shall we embrace each other?
Her lips parted slightly, murmuring to herself as she gazed at Su Bei's smiling eyes, a tremor of emotion etched within her own.
She had never heard these words before, but undeniably, in that moment, she could clearly feel the intense beating of her own heart.
Yet, as she looked into his earnest eyes, she gave him a slight pout and involuntarily said, "Then who will I embrace for warmth?"
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