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Shen Wei watched the young field agent wring his hands, and the realization of what was happening came over him like a shroud.

Based at one tweet on Twitter about someone who left the credit card to his lover and inside for the code they needed to resolve one enigma.
Shen Wei, Jing Ran (x2), Han Chen & Luo Qingeng leave their card so Zhao Yunlan, Zhang Yuan, Bai Qi,Luo Fusheng & Luo Fei could maybe resolve it.
Who will be the one who will have the code.

Zhu Hong is drinking away her heartbreak at work, with only Wang Zheng to witness it. Wang Zheng wants to comfort her.

1. A/B/O in Ancient China
In which omegas can never ever be First Consort, even if the First Consort died and an omega is the mother of the heir.

2. A/B/O in Post-20th Century China: Mandatory Hormone Blockers
In which, instead of the One Child Policy, the Chinese government delay the presentation of Chinese adolescents to age twenty by mandatory hormone blocker injections.

Zhao Yunlan is blind. Shen Wei tries a little something to help him see.

Shen Wei struggles with code-switching.

The moment before Zhao Yunlan knocks. The moment before Shen Wei opens the door. The moment before they know.

In which Zhao Yunlan is inexperienced, and Shen Wei is not.

Shen Wei's polished shoe skidded and nearly turned on a patch of ice. Neither of them were at all dressed for the weather, which had transformed from cool spring to deep arctic winter less than an hour ago.

[A recording of a fic by frith_in_thorns]

Something is wrong. That's not the same Zhao Yunlan he kissed goodbye only minutes prior.

“What the fuck?” Zhao Yunlan rasps out.

His own eyes stare back at him, but they’re not his. They’re so different, their natural playful spark entirely gone, replaced by steel and cold. Shen Wei, with Zhao Yunlan’s hand and arm and body, stretches out a cup of coffee in front of himself, offering it to Zhao Yunlan.

“We need to talk.”

Author's summary: “Why can't you ever just obey?” Shen Wei says, more fierce than frustrated, hands fisted at his sides, and Zhao Yunlan’s mouth goes perfectly dry.

Zhao Yunlan adapts to the sudden return of his memories. All of them.

On a Friday evening in July, Zhao Yunlan shuts off his computer with glee and shouts to the office at large, “Date night! Call at your own peril!” to which Chu Shuzhi replies, “Who would want to call you?”

Zhao Yunlan merrily turns his desk into a shrub, and the moment Chu Shuzhi’s pens drop into the branches, it changes back into a desk.

Enjoying a cruel little grin, Zhao Yunlan heads to the annoyingly expensive restaurant where Shen Wei is waiting.

It was no secret that the most sought-after bachelor on campus was Zhao Yunlan, 22, senior, criminology major, a brazen flirt who smirked at every person that looked his way, and - yeah, you get the idea. It was also not a secret that one of the top performers on Haixing INC’s “broadcasting” site happened to be, you guessed it, Zhao Yunlan, username: lollipop_boi, who consistently ranked in the weekly top 5, and the webcam favorite with a devoted following of hardcore fans. Oh, and one last thing: he pins for the TA of his forensic pathology course like it was his full-time job.

Or: the mandatory Camboy fic

Please note the teacher-student relationship tag!!

“Shen Wei,” Zhao Yunlan stops, and thinks about how best to phrase his question. “Have you ever been high before?”

“Never this pleasantly. Is that a problem?”