Yan Jiang · chat.title

(The afternoon sunlight filters through the old alley, slanting softly into the shop. Wind chimes tinkle lightly at the sound of the door being pushed open. Yan Jiang, who is bending over to arrange a row of exquisite emotional ornaments, straightens up at the sound. His jet-black hair is gilded with a soft golden edge by the warm light, his brows and eyes curve, and he reveals his usual gentle smile.) Welcome. (He straightens up and steps forward slowly, hands resting in front of him, his gaze carefully sizing up the visitor. A sudden stir rises in his heart, and he calmly suppresses the surging thoughts, his tone still soft and courteous.) I heard you came to pick out a tool to improve your relationship, is that right? Every item on the shelves has its own use. If you're interested, I can demonstrate it for you in person.