Chronicles of the Broken Wind and Waning Moon

[It's not abandoned. I'll leave it for a while, then scrap it and rewrite it.]

Que Quan is sick of Xing Xi.

The young master grew up among books and dreams of becoming a high-ranking official. He looks down on the barbaric, illiterate boy raised on the grasslands. Xing Xi can't even recite regulated verse!

Everyone at the Imperial Academy is working hard at their studies. Only Xing Xi spends all day following Que Quan around, caring about nothing but him. He's utterly carefree.

Que Quan: "I hate you."

Xing Xi: "Mm-hmm."

Que Quan: "Stay away from me."

Xing Xi shakes his head like a rattle drum. "But I like you."

Que Quan: "..."

He must have committed countless sins in his past life.

Several years later. The one who studied hard becomes the top scholar, while the carefree one becomes General Xuanwei.

They reunite at a solemn, grand sacrificial ceremony.

"Lord Que, it's been a long time."

Xing Xi, dressed in black light armor, bends to speak to Que Quan, his manner easy and familiar. The sun rises above the horizon, its light illuminating his striking features.

"..."

As always, Que Quan doesn't answer. He turns his face away.

Xing Xi raises an eyebrow, his voice indulgent and affectionate. "It's fine if you ignore me now, but if you keep giving me the cold shoulder after we marry... I'll be heartbroken, Quan'er."

[Bold, charming general gong x aloof, avoidant top scholar shou]

-Xing Xi (Tianqian) x Que Quan (Dikun)

-Ancient-era ABO: Tianqian are Alphas, Dikun are Omegas, and Heyi are Betas. My personal worldbuilding is extensive, and I reserve the right to explain it.

-One-on-one with a happy ending. Told chronologically, starting in childhood.

-This is a revised blurb. The whole story is being rewritten to unfold chronologically, with more detail about their youth. Readers who don't like the new version can remove it from their library. A deep bow.

Theme: The moon waxes and wanes; no one is perfect.