The Woman in Vienna

Vienna.

In the music square where pigeons perched everywhere, a woman wearing a white dress was playing with the pigeons with the crumbs in her hand.

Her soft white-gold hair was floating like waves. When her hair fluttered in the wind, one could see her high nose bridge and cherry-like mouth.

The woman looked like a sculpture, elegant and charming, attracting the attention of everyone around her.

However, the woman acted as if she did not feel anything. She curled her lips and looked at the pigeons on the ground.

The next moment, as her phone rang, the woman scattered the crumbs on the ground. Seeing the pigeons rushing up, she smiled even brighter.

"It's been a long time since we talked. Why did you suddenly call me?" The woman's voice was as gentle as the wind.