Lan Sizhui x Wen Ning one-shot ♡ In a hidden garden, quiet and small, Grew a radish, precious to all. Unique in form, a ruby red light, In emerald leaves, out of sight. A little boy, so fair and bright, Sought not the perfect, but the rare in sight. Rejecting all, he searched with care, For a treasure, beyond compare. The radish thought, "I'm unworthy, plain, Who could love me, a root in the rain?" But in simple grace, the boy found joy, A precious radish, loved by the boy.