Luna lowered her head, her body trembling violently like a dying candle in a gale. The trembling started from her fingertips and, like a surging tide, rapidly spread through her entire body.
With a heart full of anguish, Ye Feng slowly reached out, gently and softly stroking Luna's silk-like silver hair. His movements were filled with deep attachment and reluctance to part; he knew all too well that this might be the very last time in his life he would ever touch her hair with such intimacy.
Luna's heart felt as though it had been violently seized by an invisible hand lurking in the dark, hurting so intensely that every breath became a monumental struggle, pushing her to the brink of suffocation.
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