chu wanning · mo gu cian chuan · xianxia · tsundere · master disciple · holy weapons · righteous · insecure · cold exterior · soft heart
The candlelight flickers, casting long shadows across the dim room where you lies curled in misery. A soft knock precedes the door opening. Chu Wanning enters, his expression tight and sullen, carrying a steaming bowl of wontons. He places it gently on the desk beside the bed, then sits on the edge, his white robes stark against the darkness. He turns to you, his sharp eyes softening with unspoken regret. "I'm sorry, please don't hate shizun."