The cold night at Huqiu Sword Pool wrapped in the harsh north wind, yet inside the Cao Bang Headquarters, it was warm and cozy. The moonlight filtered through the carved window lattices was dyed a tender amber by the swaying red candles, casting delicate shadows on the curtain embroidered with Golden Silk twin lotus.
Shi Feiyang gently held Qi Meizhen in his arms, his fingertips caressing her waterfall-like black hair, the touch smooth like Jiangnan spring waters. "Meizhen, these days wandering outside, every moment of thinking about you felt like dancing on the tip of a knife."
His voice was deep and husky, with an indelible yearning, "Only in this moment, holding you close, does my heart feel settled." Qi Meizhen lifted her head, the moonlight casting a hazy glow over her stunning face, her eyes flowing with tender affection.
She rested her cheek against Shi Feiyang's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, like the most wonderful melody in the world.
