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Guo Changcheng currently found himself in one of the most anxiety-provoking scenarios he could think of - outside of the world ending which he (and the SID) had already gone through - he was undercover.

Specifically at a nightclub where Guo Changcheng was to take the lead. It was terrifying and Guo Changcheng was screaming in all his angst. Well, he wasn’t really screaming out loud, but internally he definitely was.

A lot.

If he can't bear it, who will?

"Even though all the rebels have been captured but I hope that Hei Pao Shi would give me a hand in governing Dixing. I still can't do it alone for now, not since the Regent was fired." An Bai looks at Shen Wei with pleading eyes that he thinks if he was to turn down this kid, he may just cry on the spot.

Shen Wei solemnly nods at him: "Of course, I will be here to help-"

"No!" Suddenly, Zhao Yunlan exclaims next to him and Shen Wei finds himself nearly flinching at the raised voice.

Shen Wei had never seen the appeal of using that thing - the smartphone.

"Who are you, my beautiful butterfly?" Zhao Yunlan had asked and of course, there was no answer come. The butterfly can't answer him even if it wanted to. Instead, it landed on Zhao Yunlan's face for a moment then flew away again as if embarassed. Zhao Yunlan let out a small laugh.

"You!"

"...Me?" Shen Wei blinks at her in confusion, definitely not prepared for such a bitter reaction.

"Repeat these words for me 'Is my Xiao Yunlan inside?'"

Some of the neighbours have complaints about Shen Wei.

Someone gifts Zhao Yunlan a plant. It's not quite as harmless a gift as expected.

Podfic of Plant by tinypinkmouse.

Someone gifts Zhao Yunlan a plant. It's not quite as harmless a gift as expected.

Chu Shuzhi appreciated sunlight in a way most Haixingren did not.

Exactly what it says: homework for my English class. English is my second language.

For the record, I have only ever written self-indulgent, wish-fulfilling fan fiction. It's surprisingly therapeutic.

After everything, you go back to the mountains.

Yes, Lord Envoy, my dream is about you fucking me senseless, do you mind helping me make it into reality? There is no way in hell Zhao Yunlan going to say that to Hei Lao Ge's face. He may cause a political issue if he does.

"Hi! Hei Lao Ge!" Zhao Yunlan greets him, his voice light and happy, grinning to his ears. The rest of the SID team bows at him respectfully.

"Zhao-xiong." Shen Wei nods at him slightly, taking a brief second to adjust himself from the overwhelming feeling inside his chest. Last night, in his apartment, there were revelations happened. One about his identity, one about their feelings for each other.

Ed planned to go Resembool, but since when do things go according to plan?

Zhao Yunlan jolts out of sleep in the predawn light to reassure his city that everything's alright. Being awake before Shen Wei, and thus able to kiss him awake, is a bonus he's eager to enjoy.

"Where are we?" Zhao Yunlan asks, looking around. It looks a whole lot like some random forest and that doesn't really tell him very much. He looks down at himself. He's in his own clothes, all non-bloody and not torn, which is handy. He pokes at his own chest. He feels solid enough.

Only then does he look over at Shen Wei, which really should have been his first priority, he thinks, but somehow he never doubted that Shen Wei would be right there next to him when he looked. Like so much of what's going on, that's kind of weird.