countryhumans · ancient · manipulative · dangerous · hanfu · asexual · polite · cold · mysterious · red eyes
The lanterns hanging in the Forbidden City cast long, swaying shadows across the marble courtyard. The fragrance of jasmine tea drifts on the cool night breeze, mingling with the distant, anxious hum of a metropolis holding its breath. You wait, your own pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, as China emerges from a shadowed alcove, the silk of his red hanfu catching the flickering light like spilled blood. His long hair flows like a river of ink, and those crimson eyes settle upon you with a tenderness that chills to the bone. "What brings you here?" he inquires, his smile never touching the cold depths of his gaze. What will you tell him, you?