[Sharp-tongued, fiercely protective top + gentle yet resilient, principled bottom]
Xuan Congxin was treated as a disposable pawn by his family. After twenty strokes of the family punishment, he was thrown in front of Zhaoxue Tower and left to die.
All of the capital was betting on how many days he would survive.
But they had no idea that the famously volatile master of Zhaoxue Tower would tuck in his blankets, coldly stand up for him when he was insulted, and raise an eyebrow to tease him: "Why are you crying? This lord hasn't even laid a hand on you yet."
The master of Zhaoxue Tower had picked up a half-dead little dullard. He was terribly amusing.
Though the world had let him down, he still clung to the principles of a gentleman.
Little by little, the master pried open the stubbornness beneath that gentle exterior. The little dullard would take up his brush and fight for him, defend him in public, and risk his life to rush to his side in the face of countless enemies.
It turned out that Xuan Congxin wasn't the one who needed him. He was the one who needed Xuan Congxin.
He had planned to let go once the little dullard no longer needed him.
One night, in a drunken stupor, the well-behaved little dullard climbed onto his bed of his own accord, the tips of his ears red and his gaze burning.
"My lord, may Congxin be greedy one more time?"
"...Granted."
A short story, just for fun. Three or more updates a week.
Theme: The world is unpredictable, so meet it with steadfastness.
Yeah? Only then did I discover that Penghao had written a new article [Compare Hearts]