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It takes all Zhao Yunlan’s will to stop himself in a fight with Shen Wei. To tame the burst before he says something he’s gonna regret later. They had to claw out this only chance at a normal life. There won’t be another one. But for someone who’s not used to talking things out, and make that two people, it’s hard to communicate in anger.

Fang Yuan draws in a shaky breath, hesitantly he tells Zhao Yunlan the truth, all of it.

The temperature in the interrogation room drops uncontrollably, ice crackling beneath Shen Wei's feet. He feels rage rolling inside him as he hears the words spilling out of the man's mouth.

Two little girls.

They kidnapped two orphan girls in Dixing, brought them to Haixing then sold them to a middle aged man.

Chu Shuzhi confronts Zhao Yunlan about the SID's new consultant.

What if Zhao Yunlan did not appear to save Shen Wei from the thugs? (Or save the thugs from Shen Wei)

Zhao Yunlan runs into his past lover Shen Wei where he least expects to. Things happen.

Zhao Yunlan has a conversation with the team after getting back his memory

Zhao Yunlan never minded waking up alone in his bed, and after a fair share of one-night stands he’d had, he never expected it to hurt.

It has come the time for Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan to renew their marriage certificate. Zhao Yunlan wonders if Shen Wei wants to.

The Black-Cloaked Envoy had brought her to a boarding house.

(The Mirror Girl in Dixing.)

"I...went to bed at the dormitory?" Zhao Yunlan says hesitantly, like even he was not so sure himself.

"Zhao Yunlan...you don't live in a dormitory." A gorgeous woman with red lipstick and slightly above-shoulder-length hair tells him with a frown.

"I- what?" Zhao Yunlan blinks at them in confusion, looking back at Da Qing with urgency.

Da Qing's mouth parted slightly, staring at him with wide eyes, completely deep in thought.

Oh...Zhao Yunlan thinks he may know what happened.

"I...lost my memory, didn't I?" Zhao Yunlan looks around and the silence from everyone is enough of a confirmation on its own.

Most Dixingren living in Dragon City know him as Lan-gege, the guy who one of the first welcomed them in this unfamiliar realm and helped them get their bearings. Zhao Yunlan is very careful about keeping his identities separate, but it's all useless when the Black Cloak Envoy appears just as he is trying to evacuate a newly-manifested Dixingren from under the SID's nose.

Shen Wei closes his eyes.

Shen Wei turns to him, calm, devastatingly hot, and so adult he makes Zhao Yunlan feel about fifteen. Fifteen and desperate.

“Compensation?”

“Absolutely,” says Zhao Yunlan. “Whatever you want.”

OR: Zhao Yunlan vs cooking.

“I bring an offering,” he starts, feeling the oddness of the words on his tongue. This is not an offering, not exactly. It’s not incense and gold worthy of a god, it’s not a string of worshipful words either, and yet with who they are, The Ghost King has no other word for it.

There is nothing else a ghost can offer to a god.