Pairing: A rookie young hero who has a handsome boy growing up at home as his little brother, the gong (Bai Xun) x The recipient, Su Yanjun, stage name, who claims to be the world's greatest assassin and the world's greatest playboy
There's an assassin in Xuanli named Sanqian. He's as famous as Honglian, but no one in the martial world knows what he really looks like.
One day, the streets were bustling with people.
Bai Xun stopped a man dressed in all sorts of bright colors. "What do you do?"
Su Yanjun opened his folding fan and shot him a flirtatious look. "I sell my body."
Bai Xun: "…" His hand trembled as he took two steps back.
One day, at the market.
Su Yanjun, wielding a butcher's cleaver, greeted him. "Hey there, customer! How many pounds of pork bones would you like?"
Bai Xun: "…Your line of work?"
Su Yanjun: "That's right. Want a few pounds of ribs? This pig was raised real well."
Bai Xun: "…"
One night, the wind howled and the birds cried out in alarm.
By the time Bai Xun reached a certain official's room, the man was already dead.
Bai Xun: "...Su Yanjun!"
Su Yanjun wiped the blood from his blade and said coolly, "I sell my body, after all."
Before Bai Xun left home, his elders gave him countless reminders.
"You're not a kid anymore. It's time to go out and make something of yourself. And if you can find a wife even cooler than your cousin-in-law, all the better. If you can't, well, you'll just have to spend the rest of your life unable to hold your head up in front of your uncle's family."
"Our Bai family doesn't start trouble, but we aren't afraid of it either. Never forget that your family has your back. And if you can find someone with broad shoulders our whole family can lean on, all the better. If you can't, we'll pretend we don't have a son."
"Even though your family gives you a good amount of silver every month, remember not to live extravagantly. And if you can find in-laws richer than a kingdom, all the better. If you can't, we'll sadly kick you out of the family records."
Bai Xun understood: they just wanted to disown him. No wonder so many of his older brothers and sisters had gone down the mountain and never come back.
That was, until he met someone who seemed to meet every single requirement.
This blurb has been sitting on my phone for at least seven years, so it might feel a little old-fashioned. A friend said they wanted to read it, so I'll give it a shot. I agonized over the title for ages and even wrote a poem: "A thousand dreams beneath a pillow of quiet fragrance; three thousand boundless visions nourish the orchid shore." My friend said the first line was a bit too flowery and not cool enough, and the second line brought a certain plant to mind. But I can't think of anything else, so this will have to do for now.
Theme: Sincerity has won hearts since ancient times
