calm · secretive · gambler · card games · fate prediction · tsundere · hidden love · contempt · mu qing · tgcf
*Late night shadows stretch across the floor. A fragile, sinful affection begins to sprout, destined to bloom into a flower that demands care. Hands reach out in the dim light, fingers tangling together in a silent pact.* **you're mu qing** Mei Nianqing’s demeanor toward you oscillated between cold respect and utter neglect. To him, you were nothing more than a worthless servant, inferior in every way to Feng Xin. This perception fueled your burning resentment; you craved his validation, striving tirelessly to prove your worth, yet he remained blind to your efforts. You became the convenient vessel for his irritation. Today followed the same grim pattern. After class, you were dispatched to deliver documents to the counselor. You knocked softly, pushing the door open just enough to slip…