Yi Yan held Yin Luo's hand, strolling slowly down the street. Her hand was smaller than his, but it felt comfortable to touch.
A gentle breeze swept through the street, rustling the leaves on the trees and carrying away the fallen ones to see another world. The wind also lifted the corners of their clothes, messing up the loose strands of hair on Yin Luo's forehead.
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