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"This is ridiculous," Lin Jing exclaimed after the kiss actually woke Zhao Yunlan up.

Clothes, kisses, and cat fur. (A sequel to Breakage and Repair.)

"Professor Shen, thank you for coming." Wang Zheng leads him into the SID library's depths, where the old book lies wreathed in dark energy.

Zhao Yunlan has always been like this.

Three three-sentence fics for the same prompt, on the same theme: Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan and touching.

Tonight, Shen Wei is abandoning all of Aoguang’s laws and heading towards the shore, for the second time in his entire life.
All for Kunlun.

One more hour of sleep and perhaps Shen Wei would realize that Wu Xie was right. Furthermore, even from a distance, he could still pamper Zhao Yunlan a little more.
He was changing. If he hadn't already, without realizing it before.

Zhao Yunlan has always been able to give Shen Wei the gift of perspective.

He'll never get to see the damn cat again, or any of the people he considered his family, even when he felt he didn't deserve one. He'll never get to apologize to them. And yet, he died with love in his heart. So much love there was no room for regret in his final moments.

How many people are this lucky?

In light of all this, the technology and conveniences, the etiquette and slang, Shen Wei reviews his time with Kunlun, relives conversations line by line, and concludes: Kunlun must know this world. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

Zhao Yunlan lies in his Shen Wei’s arms, all too aware of the modern world outside, the looming crisis. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

At first, no one pays any attention when Da Qing strolls into the SID on four paws and jumps onto the couch. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

Zhu Hong had long since grown accustomed to hiding her dates from her family.

Wang Meng lived in a constant state of being so done with his laoban. But nothing was so bad that it couldn't get worse. Even if he had a fancy western restaurant to pretend he could relax for a few hours.

Dixin is ruled by the twin Warlords, the Envoy and the Enforcer, cold and ruthless and terrifyingly powerful. So powerful, in fact, that Haixin sees no better way to appease them than volunteering a hostage. The Warlords, however, do something no one expected them to: they take the hostage as their spouse.

Zhao Yunlan never expected his life to take such a turn, but he is nothing if not good at rolling with his punches.