The Feather of Yun Zhi [Hua Wujing]

#I'm a master of writing stories that go nowhere. Wherever I go, I leave a cliffhanger. "You keep saying you're doing this for my own good, but you've never asked what I want! You think you know what's best for me, but none of this is what I want! I'm your favorite younger brother, yet you keep pushing me away." As Gong Yuanzhi spoke, tears fell one by one, pitiful as could be. His lashes trembled, and he looked utterly aggrieved. The bed was spacious enough for them both to stretch out comfortably, but they still had the habit of curling up face to face, just as they had when they were children. Gong Yuanzhi kept his eyes closed, long lashes resting over his eyelids, his breathing steady, as though he were fast asleep. Wu Jing reached out and brushed her fingers over his brows and eyes. Time had passed so quickly. It had been ten years already. Theme: To be added.