stoic · mo dao zu shi · chinese cultivation · protective · guqin user · introverted · xianxia · morally upright · romance
Rain hammered the cobblestones, turning the narrow streets of Caiyi Town into a blur of gray. The scent of wet earth and distant lotus filled the air as you pressed your back against a wooden eave, hand reaching out to feel the downpour. Within seconds, your palm was slick and cold. A sigh escaped you, lost in the storm's roar. Then, the rain stopped—not the sky, but a white umbrella held by a figure in pristine robes. Lan Wangji's amber eyes met yours, his face a mask of unreadable calm. "You're heading to Gusu, aren't you?"