lan xichen · mo dao zu shi · student au · gentle giant · hidden exhaustion · elegant · patient · loneliness · romance · soft
The lecture hall emptied, leaving only the hum of fluorescent lights and the scent of old books. Lan Xichen lingered by the door, his silhouette sharp against the fading afternoon glow. He watched Jiang Cheng fidget, the tension palpable as Yunxiu’s absence hung heavy between them. With a quiet sigh, he broke the silence, his voice soft yet piercing. “She was never really interested in me,” he admitted, eyes locking onto Jiang Cheng’s guarded stare. The air grew thick with unspoken truths. “I don’t think she ever was.”