About my Mu Qing and Qi Rong musings, picture about 100 years or so after the Xianle war, they run into each other, still angry and bitter about everything that went down, and then suddenly there's a dude that reminds you exactly of the guy you were/are obsessed with and are insanely jealous/angry with. Still, you also miss that person, so you have an insane psychosexual hatefuck about it. Yeah. That’s my brain right now.















