Sword of the Immortal 4 BL Fanfic, Qing Xiao
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For Qing Xiao fans: I firmly believe that the beauty is forceful with outsiders, but saves his tenderness for Tianqing. So the beauty may be a little softer in this story. If you can't get used to that, please take the steps above to avoid it.
This story has Xiao recalling sweet memories of the beauty during the years spent frozen... So, it's a sweet, warm, and lighthearted story =v=
This is an over-the-top, brainless roleplay fic... If you're afraid of pain, please go easy on me...
P.S. The story is set while the beauty and Yun's dad are both still studying at Qionghua.
Seeing Qionghua's solemn, magnificent mountain gate, Xuan Xiao suddenly felt a sense of belonging.
Yes, a sense of belonging.
He had never imagined that someone as detached as himself could feel such longing for a tender, distant emotion.
He had thought that, over time, he had grown fond of Qionghua and come to think of it as home.
But one chance occurrence made him rethink that.
At the time, Tianqing had been sent down the mountain alone for a month. Xuan Xiao found himself distracted by day more often than ever before, tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep.
His thoughts spun around and around, all of them about that playful, mischievous Tianqing: the teasing way he raised his elegant brows, the focused look he wore when serious, his childlike way of acting cute, his considerate and gentle side, and the way he was always joking around with Xuan Xiao and making him blush...
Without even realizing it, Xuan Xiao had come to care so much about him.
It wasn't Qionghua that he thought of as home. The word home referred only to that shared dorm room.
Wherever Tianqing was, that was Xuan Xiao's homeland.
Theme:
Brother Xiao, how slow are you?
So warm