C179 Hand holding

Dusk's unique orange radiance scattered on Mei Han's snow-white skin, making her cheeks look very pink and tender. She felt like an unripe apple, making people want to pounce on her and take a bite.

They stood facing each other, the breeze tickling her face as it brushed against her ears and ruffled her hair.

"Are you looking for me?" Mi Han mumbled in a low voice, as if she was whispering