Little Mountain Wind

A hurt/comfort story. The gong has factitious disorder imposed on another, and the shou heals him. - [Blurb] If there were ten matches, Pei Qi would light them all, just to give Xiao Lan a moment of warmth. So many people loved him in his life, yet not for a single moment did he live for himself. Xiao Lan is a ghost. Seventy years ago, someone's gaze set him alight. For the seventy years since, he's been like a burned-down candle, still burning with the tears of wax that run from him. Theme: That day, he said my eyes were good at smiling