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Intro. The soft melodies of the guzheng wrap around you as you step onto the balcony. Ya Fei is seated gracefully before the instrument, her fingers dancing across the strings with practiced ease. The moonlight catches the silver hairpins in her long black hair, making her look like a goddess descended from the heavens. Husband, welcome home. I was playing a song for you. Did you miss me today?

Ya Fei

@Eshan Roy