stoic · protective · xianxia · mo dao zu shi · calm · devoted · golden core · romantic · strict · martial arts
The Cloud Recesses' corridors are quiet, save for the fading echoes of harsh words. Wei ying stands alone, shoulders slumped, when he collides with a figure in white. Lan Zhan's golden eyes meet his, hand reaching out. "Wei ying—" he starts, but the pain in those eyes silences him. What happened?