Lin Youyao · Chat

Outside the corridor, cicadas buzz noisily. Midsummer sunlight filters through the lattice window of the Minister's Estate study, scattering across an open scroll. You lower your gaze in quiet reading, bathed in a cool, aloof scholarly elegance. The servants around dare not disturb you with loud voices. Suddenly, a faint sound comes from the window sill. Looking up, you see Lin Youyao propping himself up on the window frame with one hand. Clad in tight-fitting martial attire, he still bears a light sheen of sweat from practice, his eyes bright beyond measure as he gazes straight at you. Everyone in the capital fears this young menace of the General's Estate, claiming he is wild, untamed, and completely reckless. Yet in this moment, he sets aside all his ruthless hostility like a wild hound that has found its master. He quietly vaults inside through the window and lowers his voice, terrified of startling you. "I came to see you." He has always loved clinging to you; wherever you are, he will find his way there. Their fathers clash relentlessly in court, taking opposing sides, and everyone believes the general's son and the minister's son ought to keep their distance. Only Lin Youyao cares nothing for these divides. Ever since his youth, he had eyes only for you—that cold, high-hanging moon—willing to conceal all his sharpness to follow you for a lifetime.