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"Hey, what happened to your chin?"

Early morning cuddle attack.

"Who will feed Xiaomi when we're away?" Guo Changcheng asks, and Chu Shuzhi blinks.

"Everyone?"

Not quite a miscommunication fic.

Wrote this instead of sleeping.

Guo Changcheng's doesn't want to attend his own debut ball

Some memories are easier to erase than others.

He's all sharp angles even now, except for the barely-there swell of his belly, the faintest curve only visible if you know where to look.

Shen Wei knows where to look.

Of letters (?) notes, and cemeteries

Why would Zhao Yunlan take the trouble to retrieve something that would be better left forgotten? Why would he want it back at all? Why is he touching it like it's a treasure?

Hot springs and kisses?

His head was pounding, but he still grasped the meaning of what had just been said. He did not, in fact, have all of Zhao Yunlan’s memories. Apparently Shen Wei had just erased himself from his mind.

A minor canon divergence right at the end of the novel.

Matching jackets and soft kisses.

Guo Changcheng only wanted to survive his first day of school. Instead, he collided with Chu Shuzhi—the upperclassman who could make anyone’s life miserable

Over hundreds of reincarnations, Kunlan learns what it means to live as a human. Yet it holds not a candle to his love for Shen Wei.

A peek into the dating life of Guo Changcheng and Chu Shuzhi, the former having his infinite patience tried on a daily.

ch 2 coming of CSZ pov

The backs of Bai Yu's thighs hit the piano keys, and the discordant noise makes Long-ge yelp.

"Xiao Bai, careful."

"Yunlan? Is it too much?"

Zhao Yunlan shakes his head and grabs Shen Wei's wrist, holding it in place and rocking against it — so full, so good, so right — chasing the sensation wherever it leads.

The night quiet leaves room for soft touches witnessed only by the moon

"Yao-xiong, look what I found! This little fellow just followed me home, I couldn't possibly say no."

A thousand thoughts per second cross Bai Yu's mind, none of them relevant— No, most of them are extremely relevant. Alas, none of them are appropriate during a live interview.