Hua Cheng's world is thrown into chaos when he loses sight of Xie Lian at a bustling bus station. The panic that seizes his heart is only the beginning of a series of fateful encounters. Desperately searching, Hua Cheng crosses paths with Wei Wuxian...
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In modern-day Shanghai, the city's skyline is not the only thing that touches the heavens. Hidden among the skyscrapers and bustling streets are beings from different realms and timelines, each with their own fate interwoven by destiny.
Luo Binghe stood frozen, peppers scattered around his feet, as he watched Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian embrace. Their words echoed in his mind, each declaration of love and commitment piercing his heart. He couldn't help but feel a pang of envy and deep loneliness as he witnessed the raw, unfiltered affection between them.
Turning away from the intimate scene, Luo Binghe felt a hollow ache in his chest. He bent down mechanically to gather the fallen peppers, but his thoughts were far away. His mind wandered back to moments when he had longed for the same connection, the same unwavering devotion. He thought of Shen Qingqiu, the man who had been his mentor, his savior, and the object of his deepest affections.
Luo Binghe's relationship with Shen Qingqiu had always been complicated, fraught with misunderstandings and unspoken emotions. Despite the countless trials and tribulations they had faced together, there always seemed to be an invisible barrier between them. Shen Qingqiu's distant behavior and the way he sometimes treated Luo Binghe with a cold, almost indifferent demeanor left him feeling isolated and unloved.
He remembered the nights he spent alone, staring at the ceiling of his room, wondering what he had done wrong. He had given his all to protect and care for Shen Qingqiu, yet it always felt like it wasn't enough. The smiles, the warmth, and the affection he craved were fleeting, replaced by a chilling distance that made him feel like an outsider.
The more Luo Binghe tried to bridge the gap between them, the wider it seemed to grow.
His chest tightened as he thought about the moments when he had tried to reach out to Shen Qingqiu, only to be met with indifference or irritation. The times he had poured his heart out, hoping for a kind word or a gentle touch, but received nothing in return. The loneliness had become a constant companion, a shadow that lingered no matter how brightly the sun shone.
Luo Binghe glanced up, seeing Xie Lian and Hua Cheng sharing a quiet conversation nearby. Their ease and understanding with each other were palpable, a stark contrast to his own solitary existence. He envied their companionship, their ability to communicate without words, to find solace in each other's presence. It was something he had yearned for but never quite attained.
He stood up, clutching the bag of peppers to his chest as if it were a lifeline. The weight of his loneliness pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe. He wanted to scream, to cry out for someone to see him, to understand the depth of his pain. But he remained silent, his feelings locked away behind a stoic facade.
