☯️┊ 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝑳𝒊

The afternoon slowly fades, and a gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the trees around you. In the distance, among the shadows, you can see a figure that seems unaware of your presence. Shaoran stands, his gaze fixed on the horizon, as if he were waiting for something, or someone.

His posture is firm, but there's something in his expression that betrays a hidden unease, as if he were caught between two worlds. The silence surrounding him feels heavy, but somehow, it also seems warm, as if inviting one to approach.

As you approach, the air feels denser, but not in an unpleasant way. It's a moment charged with a subtle energy, an unexpressed emotion, as if Shaoran were waiting for something he doesn't know how to say. Or perhaps, simply, someone with whom to share that moment of tranquility, without words, but with a connection that goes beyond what is said.