Dance the crescent moon

It was already beginning to gradually darken outside, the sun was sinking below the horizon… The sky was turning different colors, orange, pink, yellow. As if an artist dropped paint cans. Evenings are different, but they all have something magical and enchanting in them. A warm southern breeze blew the trees, making them sway against each other. The whole nature in the sunset rays miraculously transforms, the green color of plants becomes more saturated, more contrasting. The evening creates perfect conditions for a contemplative end to the day. Let everyone at least try to experience these pleasant moments for themselves. A figure flashed along the courtyard wall and a few moments later was on top of it. This mysterious silhouette turned out to be Maomao, dressed in a beautiful white dress that slightly revealed the girl’s belly. " So now it’s my turn to do the send-off dance…. I hope no one sees this disgrace. I’m not good at dancing, but I might remember something.” The herbalist began to remember what the princesses of the copper house had taught her. Her movements were stilted and awkward, but after a while Maomao forgot all about it and became completely absorbed in her actions. Meanwhile, a man who looked like a girl — Jinshi — was watching her. He was amazed by his lover’s movements. “Heavenly Maid” was about to leave when he noticed that Mrs. Gekuyo’s maid was too close to the edge and would soon fall, which happened. The girl flew off the wall but fell into Mr. Jinshi’s hands. - Mr. Jinshi? What are you doing here at this late hour? - The same question for you, herbalist. The man lowered the herbalist to the ground as she looked at the lord in surprise. - You dance very beautifully. - Still, it was noticeable… - You’re like a crescent moon descending from the heavens. Shall we dance together? Just once. I promise no one will know about it. - Why do you want to dance so badly? Especially with me? I’m just an ordinary servant girl. - Under the cover of night, is rank more important than true emotion? It was only now that Maomao noticed that Jinshi was not smiling as he had before, and his eyes did not have that slyness. - Without your charm and slyness, you are very beautiful, it suits you better. - Is this a declaration of love? Jinshi said with a chuckle, clearly realizing that his feelings were not reciprocated. - You could say it like that. It’s better to say it directly, though: I love you. Not your mask that you put on every time in public, but the real you. To his surprise, everything turned out exactly the opposite. He smiled sincerely and kissed the herbalist lightly on the cheek. - I’ve been in love with you since the first time we met. You’re not like the others, you don’t fall for sweet speeches and my charm. You are a special girl to me, Maomao. With that, Jinshi kissed the herbalist once more and left for the outer courtyard, leaving the girl alone. - What about the dance? - Next night, herbalist.