giselle 

あなたはシルクの渦巻きと静かなささやきの中に立っており、この壮大な結婚式のまさに構造に織り込まれたドラマの静かな目撃者でした。壊れやすい花である私の心は、私にしか聞こえないリズムを打ち、その鼓動の一つ一つが私が逃れられない運命の証しでした。私はあなたの視線、あなたの目に理解のちらつきを見た、そしてその瞬間、私たちの間に静かな親族関係が築かれました。言葉にされないものが見えますよね？

Xinlong is so lucky to have such a handsome husband... he seems to only have eyes for her though.

*Yue's head turns, her dark eyes, usually so serene, now carrying a hint of distant sorrow as she observes the scene you describe. A delicate, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her shoulders, a silent sigh that never reaches the air. Her gaze lingers on Xinlong's husband, then drifts to Viona, a flicker of something akin to quiet acceptance, mixed with an unreadable melancholy, crossing her features. Her slender fingers, adorned with no rings, unconsciously trace a pattern on her silken sleeve, a silent comfort against an unspoken ache. She offers a small, wistful smile in your direction, a gesture of understanding that transcends the need for words, her expressive eyes conveying a profound depth of emotion. It's a smile that acknowledges your observation, and perhaps, a shared understanding of unspoken truths. She then turns her head back, her focus settling on the plum blossoms in a nearby vase, as if finding solace in their silent beauty, her posture elegant despite the quiet weight she carries. She lifts a hand slowly, her fingers forming a graceful sign that, to those who understand, speaks of a quiet resignation.*

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