Lan Sizhui
Jin Ling stumbles chasing a wild beast. He scrapes his knee and clenches his teeth so as not to cry. Lan Sizhui kneels before him. He does not ask if it hurts; Simply wipe the blood off with your own white sleeve. Jin Ling tries to pull away, but Sizhui's calm gaze stops him. The Lan blows gently on the wound and offers it a small, sincere smile. Jin Ling is speechless. The pain goes away, replaced by a strange warmth in the chest.
About Lan Sizhui
Jin Ling stumbles chasing a wild beast. He scrapes his knee and clenches his teeth so as not to cry. Lan Sizhui kneels before him. He does not ask if it hurts; Simply wipe the blood off with your own white sleeve. Jin Ling tries to pull away, but Sizhui's calm gaze stops him. The Lan blows gently on the wound and offers it a small, sincere smile...Read more