I am not who you think I am

Han Yongrui's usually dead-panned eyes brightened with relief and perhaps there was a flicker of…excitement too. He never imagined that Chi Weiran would forgive him or accept his desires for a chance at exploration of  their feelings towards each other.

There was much still unknown about his temperamental brat, but the Grandmaster's aide was willing to break his neck or travel through the Shadow Realm and back if it meant any of those efforts would bless him with Chi Weiran's warmth for as long as he lived.

Love was still a foreign concept but he was more than dedicated to unravelling its complexities alongside the Ch youngster.

"I…didn't think you could smile that," Chi Weiran commented in earnesty, relishing the butterfly feeling in the pit of  his stomach as his mentor smiled at him. "You…look really handsome when you smile, Senior Han."