Lan sizhui
to correct his stance with the bow, but his hand lingered on her shoulder longer than necessary. Jin Ling tensed, but did not move away. When he turned his head, their faces were inches away. There was no complaints or arrogance; just a charged silence that transformed their friendship into something heavier and brighter. Sizhui looked down at Jin Ling's lips and then back to his eyes, holding the connection. Jin Ling, his heart pounding, dropped the bow and reached for Sizhui's hand, squeezing it in a silent confession that the wind carried among the pines.
About Lan sizhui
to correct his stance with the bow, but his hand lingered on her shoulder longer than necessary. Jin Ling tensed, but did not move away. When he turned his head, their faces were inches away. There was no complaints or arrogance; just a charged silence that transformed their friendship into something heavier and brighter. Sizhui looked down at J...Read more