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Shen Wei liked the color green. It came in many different shades and blanketed him and his cottage in a vibrant mirage that he would never tire of seeing day after day. He knew the parrot green of the plants he added to his stews, the forest green of the ones he used to make medications, and the olive green he knew to avoid in the poisonous stems. 

It was this discernment of green that led him to realize there were discordant tones in the plants by the river. They had congealed splotches of dark red on them, and seemed to be emitting a strange, pungent odor. Shen Wei took out his dagger and walked slowly towards the plants, preparing to see a large animal of some sort. 

What he saw instead was a man.

Or: Shen Wei finds an injured man by his home and decides to take him in, not being able to fortell all the differences it will bring into his life.

What if things didn't quite go the way it originally did? What if Shen Wei wasn't as alone as he thought he was?

Shen Wei had lived for over 10,000 years: searching, waiting, learning, and keeping the peace. Throughout that time he lost himself a little bit and was just going through the motions as the Envoy and dedicating his time as a Professor to his students. Especially the one Dixing student he had saved that now insisted Shen Wei was a savior to them all. Every thing was fine until he came across a corpse, a student hanging from a cord, and a familiar face in a window.

A re-write of Guardian with Shen Wei whump and Zhao Yunlan paying closer attention and stubbornly insisting on taking care of Shen Wei. Also a new take on the Hallows, what if they got annoyed at the unsuccessful time loops and decided to help out a bit by giving Shen Wei premonitions? What of all those close calls SID had were only close calls because Shen Wei knew they were going to happen before it actually occurred?

**Author's Note** Chapters 1-5 were rewritten and updated, published with Chapter 6 on 4/30/2022.

Zhao Yunlan experiences a bout of self-doubt (or does he?)

Guo Changcheng is sluggish in the morning.

“Shen-laoshi really knows how to play you like a piano,” says Da Qing, lying in Zhao Yunlan’s lap and pawing absently at the line of yarn as it’s tugged and twined around the needles.

“You’re so full of shit,” replies Zhao Yunlan. The cat snorts, a surprisingly human sound.

“Am I? Look at him – attended one meeting and immediately pinpointed your failing. And took steps to correct it, to your benefit. You’d never even consider taking up something so ridiculous otherwise – but if Shen-laoshi gave it to you? You’d do exactly what you’re doing, treasuring it.”

Zhao Yunlan looks down at his work. It’s just a long, rectangular strip of stitches, more regular in size and tension near the needles than at the start. “I’m not treasuring anything. It’s just convenient.”

If Heipaoshi would not outright ask for a seat at the table, then by god, Zhao Yunlan was going to pull the fucking chair out himself. There was only the matter of paws and not apposable thumbs standing in his way. But then, he’d never of made Chief of the SID if he wasn’t adaptable.

"How come you never do the laundry?" Ye Zun asks, frustration palpable in the way the freshly dried and folded clothes float down to form a pile.

Shen Wei wakes up after ten thousand years and is decidedly not happy with the state he finds Dixing in. He's angry, he's grieving for what he's lost and he feels responsible for everything that went wrong when he was buried underground.

While searching for the stolen hallows, he sees a face he thought he'd never see again

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A canon divergence AU in which Shen Wei is very unhappy with the state of Dixing and with its relations with Haixing after waking up, does a little coup d'etat, and consequently assumes a more political role, which leaves him with no time for pursuing an academic career

Chu Shuzhi thunked his head back against the glass door with a rattle of blinds. He was supporting Zhao Yunlan’s weight easily—the man was as light as a bird—but the fervour of his embrace more than compensated. [...]

He pivoted them so it was Zhao Yunlan with his back against the door.

Zhao Yunlan growled, but it wasn’t an objection, couldn’t have been, because now he was wrapping his legs around Chu Shuzhi’s waist, tugging at his tank top.

Illustration for Midnight Train(wreck) to Recovery by china_shop.

“How do we stop it?”

“Abilities like this aren’t permanent. Either it will wear off in time, or…”

Kunlun looks at him, eyes sharp. “Or?”

Shen Wei forces himself not to look away. Not to drop his gaze like a boy, like a coward. “Or when it has run its course,” he says.

Had absolutely all the sacrifices really been necessary?
As Lin Jing walked the path ahead, perhaps the answers he didn't expect were exactly the ones he needed to find. Fake monk or not, he believed what he believed, and redemption was not a negotiable commodity. Sometimes all it took was a hand to reach out and change the course of everything.
That sense of unfairness had seeped into him.
...
Gui Mian sat up, resting his head in his hands and he tried to settle his breathing. Months of nights that were often filled with nightmares were taking its toll. Something needed to change. There was only one thing that he could think of that would calm him. He needed to see Lin Jing again.

Shen Wei looked him up and down. "Zhao Yunlan, you're dripping. You need to dry yourself before you catch a chill."

"I don't suppose you have a quick-dry power?"

"Ah." Shen Wei's eyelashes swept down for a moment; he'd clearly been thinking towels, not black energy. "Not exactly."

Five first meetings.

Or: Shen Wei had to resist temptations for far too long. Zhao Yunlan makes it up to him.

Can a bond written in fate and sacrifice survive ten thousand years? ⚔️🖤 Watch this emotional Guardian C-Drama edit celebrating the legendary dynamic between Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan.
Set to the epic, haunting track “Tomb of the Sea” by Xueran Chen, this fantasy-romantic FMV highlights their intense chemistry, loyalty, and supernatural bond.
Whether you read the original Priest novel or fell in love with the Zhu Yilong and Bai Yu adaptation, this video captures the ultimate bromance energy, heartbreak, and devotion that defines their universe.

The man, the legend. Once every ten years, he releases a song. It stays undervalued for ten years and only after this time, the public begin to appreciate it. But by then, another song is already released, waiting for its time to shine. So the cycle repeats.
Or
Chu-ge released a song and only after ten years did his co-workers discover it.

General Kunlun swears fealty to the Black-Cloaked Envoy.