一年的误会是误会。 十年的误会,是冤孽。 而从生到死,一辈子的误会,那是命。
A misunderstanding of one year is a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding of ten years is an injustice. A misunderstanding of a lifetime, from life to death, is fate. Their fate was blighted.
@chuwansini “Wanning.”
His voice soft as he came behind him. Holding him closer in a deep gentle hug. The scent of haitang blossoms burying his senses.
He held out a hand and touched Chu Wanning’s.
“Wanning, you had been working for hours. I made some sweeten soy milk. Let’s rest?”
@madeofwood_
It was already early in the morning when Mo Ran gotten up early to feed Goutou.
The sun hasn’t risen yet as he started to water the garden and plants. Already, his mornings are focused. His hands move along to boil congee with fresh eggs. If there’s anything to+
him to wake up alone. Not ever again…
It’s the same daily routine but his heart couldn’t be happier. To spend these peaceful days with Chu Wanning. It was perfect and enough.
The sun was just raising soon and he knew Chu Wanning will wake up shortly. He buries his nose gently+
@DarlingMengMeng I need to top him to make Shizun happy, he really likes it… Mengmeng, you might not know that feeling but I think you prefer to bottom more
@SongQiutongbot “Jealousy is a dangerous emotion. Who knows, you might pull out someone’s finger nails…”
Memories flicker in his mind but his face stays warm.
“Nangong Si like his dog, you have to be careful if that dog will take all of his attention.”
@RongJiubot Mo Ran did feel some resentment in the past for Rong Jiu and what he tried to do in the underworld but… that has long passed.
“Where’s your body? I can help bury and build a shrine.”
@SongQiutongbot “You don’t have to act this way. I know that you’re to be his wife. Try to not get too envious.”
He spoke sweetly and playfully but the smile he had… was deeper than the eyes can see.
Mo Zongshi holds onto @beidou_immort4l’s hands softly. He moves Chu Fei’s hands over his chest, right on top of his heart.
“Do you feel that Shizun? My heart is all yours. It’s almost racing to jump out to you.”
“Shizun, isn’t it cold? Let’s head inside, I have warm tongyuan for you.”
Mo Zongshi whispered into Wanning’s ear as he wrapped him gently with a long red cape with white fur by the nape area.
@whitecatshizuns