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Zhu Yi Long was one popular actor in China, his future project for a series requested that he needed to know some skill in archery and he didn't know a lot.
He needed to be a specialist.
So his staff have requested one skilled instructor to come.

He was named Bai Yu and as soon Zhu Yi Long have met him and saw that he was one handsome boy, very cute. He was totally his type. He wouldn't mind have him as a lover.
And he looked a little younger than him.

After sacrificing himself to bring peace between Haixing and Dixing, Zhao Yunlan receives an unexpected help from someone.

The distance between Dixing and Haixing is one step.

Yunlan has ended his relationship with infamous gangsters; Shen Wei.

Unfortunately two years later, Yunlan has to infiltrate Shen Wei's twin brother gang and Shen Wei isn't happy and will do anything to protect Yunlan and their son.

(I suck at summaries)

Across the quad, one of the patrolling campus security guards shouts, "Hey, you—what are you doing here? Do you have any identification—"

Kunlun jerks up his head at the shout, hunches his shoulders under his leather jacket and slips away between the buildings.

Shen Wei watches him escape, frozen in a trance of disbelief, and doesn't even think to follow.

Podfic of Xparrot's story Scars.

A detective meets a handsome professor at a cafe.

Now Shen Wei can keep Zhao Yunlan close to him.

Not every member of the Chu family possessed this special gift. Some of them could see what was called the String of Fate.
Shuzhi could and he wasn't happy with it.

Shen Wei isn't used to having a team.

Li Qian's plans of drowning are interrupted by the lake surface showing someone else instead.

Zhao Yunlan's job is to save a few kids. He's got that. He just has a few questions. Like where are they, and how do they get out of here, and why does his head hurt so much?

And who the hell is this guy in the black cloak and mask?

Podfic of Xparrot's story 'Twas Brillig.

He remembers the feathers.

Even ten thousand years of captivity and solitude hadn’t been able to dull the image of those feathers, the memory of its shape and texture stamped brilliantly in his mind.

Collecting my Weilan arts here instead of making separate posts every time. Pieces that belong to fics or challenges will be posted separately.

“I fell down a mountain, Shen Wei!”

There is a dragon at SID. Zhao Yunlan doesn’t approve.

The Envoy is masked.