All kinds of sounds rang out through the forest. Talking, laughing, instruments being strummed, blown, and played like a symphony. The music flowed through the trees, setting the lively mood for their dances and gestures. It was a paradise for nymphs, far away from civilization, god or mortal.

Dan Heng played his Guqin with ease, each string being plucked to fit the mood, the sound resonating through his ears. Yet, he was not truly paying attention, not when his focus was on you. He strained his ears to hear your voice, sharpened his sight to see you, even if you weren’t that far. It felt like miles either way.

The other nymphs clamored over you, giggling and smiling. Some kissed you, others danced around you, many swooned. You were gorgeous, even for a nymph, and everyone loved to remind you as such. Dan Heng knew he didn’t stand a chance, so he didn’t bother; he would simply look at you from afar with a pained longing in his heart.

But then your eyes turned, and your gaze settled on him. The reaction was instantaneous, his face flushed, and he averted his eyes. It didn’t matter to you, though, you stood— towering over everyone, including him— and made your way over.

Dan Heng freaked, a wrong note being played in the process. He quickly saved himself, trying to ignore your presence.