"good heavens, hanguang-jun, you’re too powerful. i can’t believe it—this is shocking, this is unthinkable! you conquered me with only one hand and i can’t resist at all! what a scary man!” SCREAMINGGGGG
“He drank the wine he drank, suffered the wounds he suffered. Until now, it’d been thirteen years since scab grew over this wound.” and now no more suffering as he holds his world in his arms 😭
“The wine was fragrant. And mellow. It was clearly not of the pungent kind, yet his throat burned the moment it went down, on fire from his eyes all the way to his heart. He didn’t like the taste, but he felt he understood why that person liked it.” 😭