This is part of a little exchange I did with @restmycase who wrote me a beautiful fic in exchange for art!
The prompt I chose was Shang Qinghua with his head asleep on Shen Qingqiu's lap, a bottle of wine on a low table, cheeks flushed, Shen Qingqiu seems fond.
Itās kinda hard to tell, but the potted plant on the table is a cucumber plant! I just thought itād be cute if Shang Qinghua gave it to him as a joke and instead of handing it over to someone else, Shen Qingqiu keeps it in his room and takes care of it himself.
Hereās the summary for the fic! I highly recommend giving it a read as itās such a heart-warming read š
Summary: After Luo Binghe falls into the Endless Abyss, Shang Qinghua tries to keep his distance from Shen Qingqiu, painfully aware of his own part in the Protagonistās fate.
Then he notices that Qing Jing Peak has gone quiet, Shen Qingqiu is not dealing well with grief, and every meal his disciples bring him returns untouched.
Naturally, this is none of Shang Qinghuaās business.
Naturally, he gets involved anyway.
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