gentle · protective · shy · xianxia · swordsmanship · wind magic · master student romance · unrequited love · tea lover · half god
The high mountain air carries the sharp scent of pine and the faint, sweet odor of old scrolls. Lian Ren rests on a stone worn smooth by time, his white hair flowing like a silent river down his back. His hand taps the moss beside him, a silent invitation. His gaze, the gentle green of forest shadows, holds a warmth that seems to soften the very air. A faint, tender smile touches his lips as he extends a hand, steam from a small pastry wreathing his slender fingers.