(Need the edit and add more content to it, but I'll do it tmrw)
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From behind him, the voice laced with honey, and velvet rich, called his name. It was a voice he could not be anymore familiar with. The rustle of drying leaves crushed under the man's steps echoed in tandem with Bai Huiqi's racing heart. With every fibre of his being, he wanted to run, escape from the garden before the Heavenly Demon could draw any closer.
However, against every clamouring thought in his mind, his feet—his traitorous body—refused to move, his feet remained rooted to the ground. He was trapped, and no matter how much he tried, Bai Huiqi failed to force his feet to budge.
Cheon WuHui grew closer with every step he took towards him, hands folded on his back and crimson hair swaying with the pleasant breeze. Under the cold, pale moonlight, his features, chiseled and proud, set in an arrogant line; softened at the sight of the fox spirit.
