White Ramie

Jiang Jilin favored white hemp robes, leaning on his sword as he danced alone beneath the moonlight, graceful as a swimming dragon. When Ning Changqing first met him, Jiang Jilin's white robes were stained with blood and mingled with the rank mud of a rainy night. He looked like a phoenix fallen into the dust, but his eyes were like lightning in an abyss, enough to make anyone who saw them tremble with fear. Teasingly, he lifted Ning Changqing's less-than-smooth chin. The calluses on his sword-worn hand were rough. "Young man, have you ever tasted a man's charms?" Ning Changqing lowered his head and silently changed his medicine. Then he pinched Jiang Jilin hard at the waist and ran off in a flash, leaving Jiang Jilin to burst into laughter after his initial stunned silence.

As Jiang Jilin left, he glanced back at the slender boy and said with a half-smile, "Young man, I may come back someday." Ning Changqing waited one year, two years, three years... When he finally left the valley to seek out Jiang Jilin, that elegant young gentleman in white had beauties in his arms and fine wine and lovely women by his side.

"Where did this handsome young man come from?" Jiang Jilin raised a hand, a faint smile nearly enough to topple a city, but his drunken eyes held only an icy pool. Ning Changqing seized his hand and dragged him out of his den of pleasure. The cold smile he gave him as he lowered his head sobered Jiang Jilin up considerably. "Lord Jiang, have you ever tasted what it's like to be taken by a young man?"

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