[01]
Spiritual qi revival. Ghosts and monsters run rampant, the human world has become a living hell, and all beings struggle to survive in fear.
Then a young man codenamed “The Official Historian” appeared out of nowhere and dominated every headline.
He wielded a historian’s brush capable of determining life and death. Every word he wrote was a true record.
He also had a breathtakingly beautiful face, beautiful to the extreme and cold to the extreme, inspiring awe while making people unable to resist taking a closer look.
No one knew that “The Official Historian,” Dong Fan, came from a family of historians. For eighteen generations, his ancestors had faithfully recorded history with their brushes. Then he transmigrated and became an unlucky man who had been scared to death in a future world plagued by the supernatural.
Dong Fan: ...Thanks for asking. Everyone dies eventually, but how could I possibly be scared to death?
So the upright historian promptly gave up on merely staying alive and began a spectacular career of courting death to document the truth.
He charged into every supernatural incident, and dared to squat right in front of the most dangerous ghosts, all for the sake of recording the truth of this chaotic age exactly as it was.
Codenamed “The Official Historian,” he made a name for himself with his stunning looks and aloof manner, and dominated the headlines with his records:
On x month x day of year x, Gu Mizhang slew a monster called “xxx.” In the heat of battle, his trousers were ripped off, and he fled in a sorry state.
On x month x day of year x, Gu Mizhang attended a banquet and was poisoned. Fortunately, he choked on his food and survived.
On x month x day of year x, Gu Mizhang bravely fought a water monster. His robes were completely destroyed, and he dealt a devastating blow to the enemy while stark naked.
The people whose every embarrassing moment Dong Fan had recorded in meticulous detail: ...Well, at least the big shot is even more embarrassed than I am.
Gu Mizhang read the “glorious exploits” of himself recorded by his very own historian, ground his teeth, and went to confront him.
He pinned Dong Fan against a corner of the wall, his hot breath brushing Dong Fan’s ear. “My dear historian, you left something out.”
Dong Fan looked up, his cool eyes filled with confusion.
Gu Mizhang leaned down and whispered just as their lips met, “On such-and-such day of such-and-such year, the historian Dong Fan was pinned against a wall and kissed by Gu Mizhang.”
[02]
Yu harnessed the land, following the mountains and cutting down trees to survey the high peaks and great rivers.
After thirteen years of controlling the floods, Yu the Great divided the land into nine provinces and ordered each to present a bronze tripod. The landscapes and landmarks were engraved upon them, restoring the divine energy of the Chinese realm.
But legend had it that the nine provinces forged more than nine bronze tripods. They also cast a historian’s brush for recording history.
A laid-back, outwardly warm but inwardly cold big-brother type seme (Gu Mizhang) x a righteous, breathtakingly beautiful uke from a family of historians (Dong Fan)
*The names of the seme and uke are taken from Li Sao: “Adorned in splendid finery, my fragrance grows more and more intense.”
*One-on-one romance, happy ending, both are virgins, sweet with no angst.
Theme: Never forget your original aspirations, and press onward.