The rain was pouring that night, and she fell asleep at her desk. When she woke up, she was wearing his clothes, and his refreshing fragrance lingered in her clothes. At that moment, with her heart beating like a pounding, she unexpectedly buried her face into the fabric...
But she knew that, bound by these concepts of human ethics, her feelings would never be seen in the light.
Asking for help, she tried to use pain to eliminate this delusion. She walked towards the ancestral hall without hesitation, but she caught a glimpse of the crimson hem of her clothes.
"Eldest brother...?"
She raised her head in surprise, but accidentally fell into the other person's gentle gaze. He stepped forward slowly, his clothes sweeping the ground, making a rustling sound.
He gently took her hand and knelt with her into the ancestral hall:
"I'm going to be punished by the family soon, is Aqing afraid that I won't be able to take pictures?"
Intention: Love boldly