Fang Qingyan, the second son of the Fang family in the world of immortality, appears to be an extremely talented formation elder, but in fact he has been suppressed by the family's power for half his life. He escaped from the quagmire and hid in Yunyazong, guarding the bamboo forest and formations in Jingchen's residence, thinking that he would be safe for the rest of his life.
Jiang Che, the sect's junior master uncle, has long, eye-catching light pink hair and a bad temper. It is common to call his disciples "trash", but he is more patient than anyone else. He broke into Fang Qingyan's life with a basket of medicine, from cursing and changing the medicine to silently checking his pulse and inserting acupuncture, but when his hands were always unsteady, they were so light that they were too light to say anything.
A "sick" elder who loves to play with pink spiritual stones and has a sweet taste for sweets, and a medicine house owner who talks duplicity but is teased again and again until his ears turn red. Their daily life is hidden in the chance encounters in the library, hidden under the window lattice of delivering medicine in the middle of the night, hidden in the joke of "bringing more pink", and hidden in the increasingly fierce rumors under everyone's eyes.
Until one night, Fang Qingyan came back covered in blood. When Jiang Che saw him, he silently brought some water and wiped away the blood on his clothes.
By the edge of the cold pool, Jiang Che, who was burning with anger, was pushed to the edge of losing control. There was so much unspeakable desire hidden in that suppressed "Fang Qingyan".
Until the poison broke out and blood stained his clothes, Fang Qingyan silently said "Don't cry" in his arms.
——It's a pity that he couldn't scold him anymore after all.
This is a story about protection, restraint and regret. When the tenderness of pale pink fails to retain the moon-white figure after all, how will the person left behind find that wisp of coolness on clothes that will never return in the scent of medicine for the rest of his life?
"If you dare to die, I haven't scolded you enough."
Purpose: Love your neighbor as yourself