Mingyue slowly withdrew her hand, her five fingers playing with the peach blossom petals. Petals lingered at her fingertips, controlled by a stream of air, swirling and dancing.
Suddenly, Mingyue waved her hand, and the petals fluttered down, covering both of them.
Ah Yun jumped up joyfully: "So beautiful, so fun, Sister Mingyue, I want more." She twirled on the spot, lifting her skirt, her laughter clear like silver bells.
Mingyue's five fingers formed a claw, and the peach blossom petals on the ground suddenly leapt into the air, as if frozen in time. With a light wave of her fingers, it seemed as if a rain of flowers fell from the sky, beautiful and romantic.
Yun Ya tilted her head up, watching the petals falling towards her, covering her hair and skirt. The world became an ocean of pink, and a slight smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
