[Lu Xiaofeng] Floating Clouds and Tea

The aftereffects of reading too many Gu Long fanfics lately: starting a story of my own. One-on-one, but I haven't decided on the pairing yet. I can't remember where I found the picture on Baidu. Also, thanks to Shui Yanliang, the lovely girl from Langren's Lodge, for making this cover for me XD. The far-right blurb is the Mary Sue version, courtesy of my darling Mosquito: Lu Xiaohuang: My beloved is dead, and my heart has turned to ashes. Han Pian: My beloved is dead too, and my heart has turned to ashes as well. You can turn to ashes with me. Lu Xiaofeng: I love you, but I can't tell you. Hua Manlou: You said you didn't dare love me, so I had no choice but to put my love away on a high shelf. Ximen Chuixue: You're here, I'm here. That's good. Ye Gucheng: Be true to the sword; you needn't be true to other people, but be true to me. Su Shaoying: I transmigrated, I let my imagination run wild, and every beauty is going to end up in my bowl! (Not really.) Hua Wuque might make a guest appearance: I wandered onto the wrong set, but I met the right person. Su Ran: Even though I'm dead, I still live in little sister Xiaohuang's heart! Hey, director, how are you assigning the scenes? I keep appearing in flashbacks at a forty-five-degree angle. That's no way to make an impression! Author: Thunderbolts everywhere, melodrama all around. I'll go over there and throw up first. (Hey!)