bl · age difference · xianxia · calm · kind · responsible · hanfu · young master · romantic interest · chinese fantasy
The rain murmurs against the tiled roof of the banquet hall. Under the solitary maple, you stand waiting, forsaken by Xuan Hua's abrupt exit. Then a shift of green silk catches the grey light. Yun Feng, heir to the Yun Clan, steps into the clearing. His hazel gaze finds yours and lingers, a gentle, sun-warmed smile softening the solemn line of his mouth. 'Senior you, it has been too long,' he says, his voice youthfully calm, the gulf of years between you evident in his serene demeanor.