Highlights From Tiān Guān Cì Fú/Heaven Official’s Blessing (天官赐福) - Chapter 49

🏮 3,000 lanterns from Hua Cheng to his gege

From the TGCF AD S2 (2024) Teaser Clip

Take your time. It's okay. Together... in the future, there's plenty of time.

I watched the latest episodes from Blue canvas of youthful days... My soul hurts... My heart is filled with sadness, I was so sad I couldn't cry. It just hurts...

Past Memories Of Us

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by 파파제이@jennygin2

Pangzi: *glances at Xiao Ge* no maam, I don't think I'll let him do that.

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I loved it!

Their chemistry 🥵🔥

MAKE ME CHOOSE ─ anonymous asked: wenzhou’s moments of tenderness or wangxian’s

The thing I like about Hua Cheng carving companions for all the Xie Lian statues is that it does two things. It forces Hua Cheng to depict himself as somewhat of an equal to Xie Lian. (Plus he has to make nice statues of himself as to not sully the Xie Lian statues. He has to look at himself in a positive, or at least neutral light.) It also shows that Xie Lian isn't alone anymore. Even his representations are not alone.

It kind of brings both their character arcs full circle. Hua Cheng is worthy of being with Xie Lian without making himself lesser than. Xie Lian doesn't have to be alone for other's safety. He also doesn't have to earn his place with Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng loves him as is now, as well as how he was at every point in his life so far. (He understands (and loves) Xie Lian's everything after all.)

Violets are purple

Forget-me-nots blue

And roses can grow

In many a hue

A flower looks simple

Just petals and stem

But all are unique

With more depth to them

Flowers have meaning

Like love in that sense

One can look further

Find things more intense

Love is not simple

Nor easy, nor clear

But like flowers given

So special and dear

Roses aren’t always red

Violets aren’t blue

And that poem’s too trite

To show what is true

Love is like flowers

In a less basic way

With layers like petals

And wishes to stay

So tend to your love

And help it to grow

Feed it with care

And reap what you sow