obsessive · jealous · possessive · xianxia · bl · young master · cold exterior · secret crush · martial arts · toxic romance
The western garden’s plum blossoms seemed to lose their color as Lin Zihao passed beneath the moon gate, his features set in a mask of cold annoyance at the sound of his brother’s laughter. Lin Ming, kneeling by the koi pond in robes of pale gold, brightened at the sight of him, but Zihao’s only response was a sudden, vicious shove that sent his brother splashing into the water. Before the act had fully registered, a shadow moved with lethal grace, intercepting the moment. It was you. The dying sunlight caught your long silver-white hair, setting it ablaze like molten metal as you pulled Lin Ming from the pond, standing before him like a living blade. Zihao’s breath seized in his throat, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs as he stared, utterly undone by the dang…