" Shen Jiu did not understand how his Shizun could not see that he was the singular blessing that he had received in this wretched life of his. [...] Everything Wu Yanzi did, it was for Shen Jiu’s benefit. [...] His every touch was meant to give him strength, give him comfort, give him safety. [...]
For all of the gilded glamour of the Qiu household, this little hut that barely had anything, was everything. Because it was his as much as it was his Shizun’s. Because it only existed because they were there, together. [...]
And because he had something, he now had everything to lose. "
Still so enamored with @sareyen 's fic Dance in the dusk !


















