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He bites down on his lip hard enough to bleed and stays quiet. His body jerks every time the whip bites into his back.

// It had been four weeks since Shen Wei had woken in an unfamiliar place, finding out that he would never stand on his two own two feet again. One moment he had been walking back to the university after his lunch break, same as he did every day; the next a small boy was running into the road, right into the path of a bus.

// After such a serious head injury, he was lucky to be alive. Next to that, the loss of his sight seemed trivial. Besides, Zhao Yunlan wasn’t afraid of a little challenge.
So what if he couldn’t check people out anymore, now he had the perfect excuse to feel them up and find out first hand if they were hot.
He could work with that.

Ten thousand years ago, the Hallows imprisoned Ye Zun in the Sky Pillar - but not alone.

“Speaking of characters in someone else’s story—” Zhao Yunlan slouched back in Professor Shen’s visitor’s chair and tapped the calligraphy brush thoughtfully against his crossed leg. “—I’ve been thinking about the Black-Cloaked Envoy.”

It was a peaceful morning out in the Chinese countryside as a tall man with light skin, black hair, and brown eyes hidden behind wire glasses dressed in black pants, a white dress shirt, dress shoes, and suit jacket carrying a bouquet of flowers walked over to an abandoned home that was put up for sale. He then placed the bouquet of flowers down on the ground before the house before kneeling on the ground, putting his hands together in prayer. As he knelt there, his eyes closed, he suddenly felt the muzzle of a gun being pointed at his head, causing him to slowly lower his hands and open his eyes before he turned to see who was pointing a gun at him. When he turned and looked up, his eyes widened in shock.

They drag in the prisoner, throwing him to the floor in front of Shen Wei. He tries not to react, he doesn't like the way Dixing treats its prisoners, but there's little he can do about it. Dixing doesn't have the luxury of being merciful.

The Special Host Club (SHC) is a covert organization which is exclusive for the higher class in Dragon City. It is dedicated on helping their customers’ needs, entertaining every customer they can, and accepting special requests if needed. The “Daddy” Zhao Yunlan who’s known to be the Prince of Dragon City is the most famous host in SHC. He is the host who can have a hundred customers in one sitting: whether they be men or women. He’s not that picky since he’s proud of his sexuality and that is being bisexual. One night, a calm and reserved Professor Shen Wei acted on instinct to try to save a woman who he thought was in danger. He accidentally barged inside the club, grabbed the most expensive vase that might be more valuable than a person’s life, and threw it at the man holding the woman’s waist. Zhao Yunlan, who was watching the whole scene, thought he was in an action movie watching his knight in shining armor saving him from danger. He fell in love at first sight and so he pestered the poor professor to join his club as his payment for the broken vase. Will Shen Wei accept the consequences?

Zhao Yunlan had had no intention of waking up again. Dying for the greater good had seemed like a fair trade-off at the time. Even if it meant an eternity of agony.

Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng hunt for a dangerous attacker. Back at headquarters, the rest of the team tries to help by doing research.

Or: Da Qing naps, Lin Jing and Zhu Hong bicker, Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei stare into each others' eyes, and Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng run into trouble. Also, dumplings.

A sharp flash of lightning lit the clearing, followed by a crack of thunder that shook the air. Zhao Yunlan blinked against the light and in the moment it took his eyes to adjust, the beast charged.

Zhao Yunlan is a simple man who knows what he wants from life. More than anything else, he wants Shen Wei. Apart from that, it would be nice if random articles of his clothing stopped mysteriously disappearing. But life never gives anyone everything they want. Or does it?

"As darkness consumes his awareness of limbs that have long since given up their futile attempt at shivering Chu Shuzhi feels nothing but surprise that his end should be so peaceful, and a distant, vague regret he cannot hold to before the darkness swamps his thoughts. And then he wakes up." Chu Shuzhi gives in to a moment of relief at an unexpected reprieve.

If Wang Yike had held on a little longer, drained Shen Wei's power a little faster -- Ep 10-11 AU, In which things fall into place just a little different.

“Just what will I do there?”

Zhu Hong pulled his ear, “To study, we have an exam soon!”. Yunlan glared at her and before he could dispute, Da Qing rounded his arm around his shoulder, “The Devil is right this time Yunlan, your dad will end both of us if you fail”.

Yunlan is not one to ever step inside a library on his own will, it's not like there's anything that could interest him.
Right?

What if Cong Bo had caught something very different on camera?