The moment Shen Qingci arrived at the Miao village, he sensed a gaze he couldn't ignore.
It was like being watched by the most untamed wolf in the mountains.
The gaze was scorching and direct, carrying an overbearing force that allowed no refusal.
A young man blocked his path, undisguised admiration in his eyes:
"Are all city people this beautiful?"
Before Shen Qingci could answer, he stepped closer and delivered the most domineering verdict in a shy voice:
"You're beautiful. I want you."
From then on, Shen Qingci seemed to be wrapped up in a blazing fire.
The young man took him into the secret forest and gave him silver jewelry steeped in a love curse...
He worshipped him like a god!
Shen Qingci retreated step by step.
The reason and distance he'd thought unshakable crumbled before the young man's sincere, fiery love.
Panicking, Shen Qingci chose to avoid him.
But the young man cornered him in the shadows behind an ancient statue.
Hot breath brushed his ear, carrying a plaintive reproach:
"Gege, you accepted the token, so now you're mine. That's the village custom."
The silver bracelet on his wrist suddenly grew scorching hot...
Shen Qingci tried to reason with him. "A Zhe, we're different..."
The young man lowered his head and left a faint mark on Shen Qingci's neck, refusing to take no for an answer.
"Now we're the same," he said hoarsely.
Shen Qingci was speechless.
Later, Shen Qingci came up with another excuse:
"I heard... people here are betrothed from childhood..."
A flicker of amusement crossed the young man's eyes.
He advanced step by step, his cool fingertips brushing Shen Qingci's Adam's apple, his gaze a vortex that devoured everything:
"Gege, you've got two things wrong, "
"First, I'm the next village elder. I make the rules!"
"Second..." He looked into Shen Qingci's suddenly constricted pupils. "The only person I've ever wanted to marry is you!"
A year later, the art exhibition "Miao Spirits" opened to a sensation.
At the center of all those vivid brushstrokes hung a painting
A Miao youth stared out from the canvas, untamed to the bone.
In a deserted corner, the young man, no longer so naive, pinned Shen Qingci against a wall, one arm around his slender waist. His voice was low and husky:
"Am I worthy of marrying you now?"
Later, one wild-growing young man would live forever in Shen Qingci's paintings!
[Reading Guide]
1. Untamable heir to a Miao village x gentle, cool beauty of a painter
2. Younger gong, happy ending
3. Cultural clashes, direct pursuit of love; later on, they each grow and meet at the top
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