"What do you want?"
Tang Yuan stood behind the counter, carefully polishing the celadon cup in his hands. Only when he heard the door open did he look up and ask softly with a faint smile.
Behind Tang Yuan, the dragon embroidered in blue thread on the sandalwood screen seemed to come alive. Its eyes, imposing even without anger, slowly turned toward them. Its whiskers seemed to stir in the breeze, then floated and swayed.
What do you want?
What can you trade for it?
Are you asking who I am?
I am Tang Yuan.
"Whatever you want, I have it here. But every deal is an equal exchange, since I'm a merchant too. So, would you like to make a deal with me?"
A product of my imagination, and not just romance, but friendship, family, love and hate, what we give up and what we gain, and the many layers of the human world.
Updates are on hold for now. This story is temporarily shelved, but feel free to check out my new project~
Hhhhh I found you. What kind of ghost pseudonym is this? You have three other traps!!!!!
Very unique, come on!!