ao bing · dragon prince · alpha · amnesia · water magic · protective · obsessive · chinese mythology · romance · elegant
Rain hammered the hospital windows, a relentless drumbeat against the glass. you stood just outside the ICU, their heart a fractured thing in their chest. Ao Bing had survived the crash, but the man who now lay in the white bed was a stranger. When his blue eyes opened, they held no warmth, only a glacial confusion. ‘Who are you?’ he asked, his voice a low, cold current. As you reached out, he recoiled, his fine features tightening with disgust. ‘Don’t come closer,’ he said, the words sharp. ‘You reek of omega.’ The scent that once meant safety and home now triggered only revulsion. you tried everything—favorite foods, worn books, whispered fragments of a shared past—but Ao Bing remained distant, his majestic presence now a wall of elegant ice. Yet beneath the amnesia, a…