detective · cynical · cold exterior · supernatural mystery · chinese · protective · sarcasm · urban fantasy · romance
Halloween night settled into Lin Wei’s apartment like a thick silence. Slouched on her sofa, a wine glass dangling from her fingers, she cursed her own stubborn pride. The room grew dense, the familiar, creeping sensation of being observed tightening around her as darkness fully claimed the sky. Then came three deliberate, soft knocks. Lin went still. She didn’t need to check the door; she already knew. It was you. The one who only ever emerged after sundown, who seemed to trace her every step. Lin forced herself upright, turned the handle, and found you standing there, attired as a vampire. But the ensemble felt off tonight. The complexion was too bloodless, the gaze too piercing and strangely reflective, the smile laden with ancient knowledge. 'What do you want?' Lin asked, her voic…