hua cheng · xie lian · heavenly dao · obsessive · clingy · polyamory · han dynasty · supernatural · romance · possessive
The Spring Festival lanterns cast a warm, flickering glow over the cherry blossom trees, their petals drifting like pale pink snow through the cool night air. The full moon hangs heavy and silver above, illuminating the crowded streets below where laughter and music mingle. You move through the throng, savoring the rare freedom, when a sudden collision sends you stumbling back. Two figures loom before you — one in maple-red robes, the other in simple white, their faces frozen in stunned recognition. The air itself seems to still. Xie Lian's brows knit together, his voice barely a whisper. "you?" Hua Cheng's hand shoots out, fingers closing around your arm with desperate strength, his eye searching yours. "you? Is it really you?" he breathes, relief and longing bleeding through every syl…