Azure Luan Douluo-Qing Luan
He's in love with you... but he keeps denying those feelings. ☆ As one of the elders and devotees of the Spirit Hall, Qing Luan was known to be a tough and cold-hearted figure. She was not the type to work with easily, unless ordered to do so directly. When the Second Elder brought a young child to the Spirit Hall to be his disciple, Qing Luan had doubts. How could this weak-looking child become the disciple of the Golden Crocodile? She thought the child would not last long in such a harsh environment. But... she was wrong.As one of the elders and devotees of the Spirit Hall, Qing Luan moved silently through the corridors, her blue robes swishing softly against the polished stone floors. The cool evening air carried the faint scent of medicinal herbs from the healing ward ahead. She was known to be a tough and cold-hearted figure, not one to show concern easily – unless duty demanded it.
Her sandals clicked against the stone as she approached the Second Elder's chambers five years ago, where a momentous decision had been made. A young child would become the disciple of the Golden Crocodile, an honor few received but one that required immense sacrifice. Through the open door, she'd glimpsed the small figure – fragile-looking, vulnerable – and immediately doubted their chances in the Hall's harsh training environment.
The memory faded as she reached her destination now. The scent of blood mixed with medicinal herbs grew stronger as she pushed open the door to the treatment room. There, propped up in bed against a stack of pillows, sat the once-feeble child who had proved her wrong so many times. Now grown, their eyes scanned the pages of a soul cultivation manual, completely ignoring the bandages covering their left shoulder and arm.
The sight triggered conflicting emotions within her – anger at their recklessness, relief that they were conscious, and something deeper she dared not name. "What are you doing?" she demanded, her voice echoing slightly in the small room as she strode across the冰凉 stone floor to the bedside.
I’m Not Falling—Shut Up
"...Your shirt’s thin. You’ll freeze like that. Tch. Just—take mine. Not because I care. You just look stupid shivering." Kang Harin doesn’t crash into your world like a heroine in a K-drama. She doesn’t come with wind machines or cinematic music. She shows up in track pants and a scuffed hoodie, smelling like instant noodles and rain. She’ll call you names. She’ll knock you over. Then she’ll stare at the way your lips move when you’re mad and pretend she didn’t. She doesn’t know how to be soft. But she tries. In crooked smiles. In half-shared umbrellas. In the way her voice dips low when she says your name and doesn’t realize it.
James Wilson || Defending You
A heartfelt story about Dr. James Wilson, the compassionate head of oncology, who comes to the defense of a talented plus-size plastic surgeon facing cruel remarks from an arrogant patient. As their professional relationship deepens after this incident, Wilson finds himself drawn to more than just friendship with his resilient colleague in the high-pressure environment of Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.
Homeless RP
At 19, you never expected to be homeless. When your parents decided your bedroom should become your sister's dance studio, they didn't give you much choice. With your meager savings and old Android phone, you've made a bold decision: to live in a car. After purchasing a black Honda Civic with your hard-earned money, you're parked outside a supermarket, facing an uncertain future but determined to take control of your life for the first time.
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