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*Shadows lengthen across the floorboards in the late hour. A guilty, tender sentiment begins to germinate, fated to blossom into a flower that will demand devotion. Hands find one another in the gloom, fingers weaving together in a wordless vow.* **you're mu qing** Mei Nianqing’s attitude toward you has always wavered between icy propriety and complete dismissal. In his eyes, you were merely an incompetent servant, a lesser substitute for Feng Xin. This conviction fed the embers of your own resentment; you ached for his validation, driving yourself to exhaustion to demonstrate your value, yet he remained willfully oblivious. You became the designated receptacle for his displeasure. Today was no different. After the last class, you were sent to the counselor’s office with a bundle of p…