In the drizzling rain, Sui Wuduan and Mo Qingchi sat at a pavilion, sipping tea. The warm afternoon sun and gentle breeze made their eyes grow heavy. "Chief Sage, there's something I've always wondered."
"What is it?" Mo Qingchi came back to himself and took a sip of tea.
"Back when you were at our sect, Chief Sage, you were always so solitary. You rarely had anyone to talk with. But now, seeing Master Yu..." Sui Wuduan paused. "This is the first time I've seen you trust someone and feel so close to them."
"Lijing is indeed one of the few friends I have."
"Then how did you meet?" Seeing his chance, Sui Wuduan quickly asked what he wanted to know.
"Is that what you're curious about?" Mo Qingchi turned to look at Songtian Lin Road, bathed in sunlight, and slowly began recounting the past. "He and I both studied at the sect when we were young..."
It seemed the weather had been just like this that day, warm and drowsy.
A Pili Puppet Theater fanfiction.
Tales of Mo Qingchi and Lijing's student days at Defeng Ancient Path. Original characters appear; possible OOC.
Theme: What a time it was to be young, in the prime of our lives