倾城之恋，我为爱放弃 everything古言恋爱养成文

倾城之恋，我为爱放弃 everything古言恋爱养成文，

“ Ah, finally, I see you. ”

The golden light of noon broke through the thin walls of the courtyard, casting a warm glow on the tiled floor. I sat here, my hands trembling as I took in the sight before me. She was standing at the edge of the garden, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of silk, and her eyes—teal, deep and mysterious, seemed to hold the secrets of the universe.

I had come all this way to meet her. She was the daughter of the Marquise of Qingcheng, and her father had sent her to seek me out. I was a Fēnling, a rare and powerful spirit that could command the winds and rains, but I had never been tested before. Today was my chance to prove myself.

“ Miss Qingcheng, it’s I, the Fēnling sent to meet you. ”

She turned to face me, her eyes narrowing as she studied me carefully. “You are… unexpected. Usually, Fēnlings are seen in the mountains, not in the city. What’s your story?”

I felt my heart race as I tried to explain myself. “I am bound by fate to this city, my heart yearning for the mountains. I’ve wandered far and wide in search of my true self, but I’ve never found it. Qingcheng Marquise, could you give me a chance?”

Her laughter was sweet and light, like the breeze that had brought her here. “You are bold, though a bit unconventional. But what do I know of your true self? All I see is a Fēnling in a suit, a man of quiet determination.”

I blushed furiously. “Please, Qingcheng Marquise, I’m not like that! I’ve always been strong, always driven. I’ve faced storms in my life, and I’ve learned to rise from the ashes. I can protect you, I can take care of you.”

She tilted her head, considering my words. “And what proof do you have of that?”

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “I’ve… I’ve seen you in your moments of weakness, Qingcheng Marquise. When you were afraid, when you were lost, I could see it in your eyes. I knew you needed me.”

She sighed, her expression softening slightly. “You are convincing, though I’m not sure I believe it myself.”

I felt a wave of guilt wash over me. “I’m not meant to be with you, Qingcheng Marquise. I’m a Fēnling, a ghost, and ghosts are meant to wander the earth, not claim a soul.”

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “A ghost? Really?”

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “It’s true, though. I’ve been a Fēnling for years, bound to this world by a curse. My heart longs to return to the mountains, but I can’t. I’ve made a promise to myself, to find my true self and break free from this chains.”

“Promise?” she repeated, her voice tinged with something I couldn’t quite place.

“Promise. I will find you, Qingcheng Marquise, and together we will break free from this world. I promise.”

She smiled faintly, as if the weight of our words had suddenly lifted. “I believe in you, though I’m not sure how. You’re very convincing.”

I felt a flicker of hope ignite within me. “Thank you, Qingcheng Marquise. You mean more to me than I can say.”

As she turned and began to walk away, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. Her smile was warm, but there was something in her eyes that made me uneasy. I knew that if I had to choose between her and the curse that bound me to this world, I would choose her. But deep down, I knew that I was only one step away from giving in to the Fēnling in me.

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