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At the door of the police station, Ben Jieming and Qin Xiaoman watched Luo Fei talking to the boy who used to bring him cake as courtship.
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Or the first time Luo Fusheng met Qin Xiaoman.

(This fic is a sequel of Sanctuary of Company)

Shen Wei sighs. The dragon in him is quite impatient, isn't it? Shen Wei touches his reflection. Zhao Yunlan had seen this. What did Zhao Yunlan feel looking at this form of his? Shen Wei wonders. He closes his eyes, drawing in a deep breath. He feels vaguely exposed, no one outside of his family has ever seen this form. And he lost his family long ago, it feels weird being seen now. But Zhao Yunlan is his family, his husband, his everything. It is alright, Shen Wei thinks. He will always feel alright with Zhao Yunlan.

Everyone heads out to enjoy the fallen snow.

Somehow, they’ve gone from Zhao Yunlan talking about repayment, to a first kiss he’s not going to forget in a hurry, to a baffling amount of space between them.

“Behave.”

“Is that a yes?”

“Zhao Yunlan.”

“That’s a yes!”

“Do you think there’s an after?” Zhao Yunlan once asked, his head in Shen Wei’s lap, them both on the couch in the apartment that by that point was not just Zhao Yunlan’s, but theirs. Shen Wei tore his gaze away from the kitchen lamp he was resting his eyes on and looked down at Zhao Yunlan. His chest suddenly felt horrifyingly empty, the void threatening to consume him whole, but he swallowed and lied,

“I do.”

Shen Wei almost physically felt his reality shift at the thought. They had little time left.

When Guo Changcheng dressed up as Zhu Hong to help her escape the Snake Tribe, little did he know that the experience would completely change his outlook on fashion. It was fun to experiment with new outfits at home until a mishap forces him to call Chu Shuzhi for a rescue.

Kunlun has told him, almost from the first: he's not here to stay.

This drabble was inspired by a gorgeous piece of ChuGuo art by acoyotewhowanders, which can be gazed upon with delight at ChuGuo art by acoyotewhowanders.

""I don’t know where they could have come from, but they look like Lichtenberg Figures,” Dr. Cheng says measuredly.

“What?”

“A Lichtenberg Figure is the name for a type of scarring that occurs when people get struck by lightning, but I’ve never actually seen it in person before,” she explains. “Did these just appear?”

“Yeah, must have, I mean—I’ve never seen them on him before, but how—” Zhao Yunlan pauses. Shen Wei could not have just been struck by lightning inside this very apartment, but if not lightning then light itself—the weird explosion of light that preceded his seizure—energy systems—light energy—“Oh.” Oh no. Shen Wei what the hell did you do—"

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The thought hit Chu Shuzhi like a black energy-reinforced punch. Could Shen Wei be the Lord Envoy's man? Had he been sent, like Chu Shuzhi, to interact with the SID more closely than the Black-Cloaked Envoy himself could or would?

Chu Shuzhi and Shen Wei, before and after the trip to Dixing to look for the Dijun Register.

Wu Xie is trying to find the perfect Valentine's Day gift for Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan thinks everything is going perfectly well.
So why is Shen Wei crying?

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Or where Shen Wei has a little surprise about his Dixing culture on Valentine's Day.

While working as the Time Engraver, Ye Zun is feeling isolated.

"I don't need any gifts, you here are enough."

Give him two damn minutes. He'll be fine.

Shen Wei never wanted to be an Emperor, but on the anniversary of the peace deal he finds his missing lover Kunlun once more.

It hadn’t occurred to Zhao Yunlan that Shen Wei, ten-thousand-years-old and counting, might be physically different from other Dixingren.