The moonlight filtered through the light gauze curtains, turning into a faint silver mist. The cool night breeze lifted the tips of her hair that fell to her cheeks, a few strands of black hair floating in the halo like transparent jellyfish.
The young girl curled up on the off-white fabric sofa, her cheek pressed against a pillow embroidered with a Phoenix flower pattern. Her eyelashes cast tiny shadows on her eyelids, trembling slightly with her breathing, as if they were butterfly wings about to be startled by the air currents.
She lay on her side, her spine curved like a cat. Her knitted cardigan slipped to her elbows, revealing half of her arm, giving off a snowy white sheen.
During the day, she wore a noble and inviolable court dress, but in the evening, she changed into fresh and delightful loungewear.
