The start of Realignment series, where I was wondering: what if Shen Yuan transmigrated into Qi deviating Liu Qingge?
He dared to lift his head. Only a little.
The figure stepped forward, and the light caught him at last: tall, lean, clothes a deep bamboo green, heavy and marked with dark bloodstains. Long, dark hair was pinned into a careful updo, crowned neatly, and the sharp cheekbones gave the kind of elegance that made you forget the grime and disarray. Shen Yuan’s throat caught.
He drank in the facial features—so similar to his own, yet sharper—his gaze climbing until it met the dark eyes studying him in return: cold, calculating.
“Er-ge…?” he whispered, a small, fragile hope threading through his voice. He looked just like his older brother if he had ever lowered himself to do a xianxia cosplay.
For a heartbeat, the other man seemed slightly taken aback, before settling into an unreadable expression. But Shen Yuan knew his brother’s tells: the slight uptick of the mouth, a twitch of an eye—subtle signs that spelled you did something and now I'm curious.
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