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The Black Cloaked Envoy hurts Yunlan's wrist by accident.

Chu Shuzhi’s wings are full of dust and dried leaves.

That’s the problem—everyone survived. It should feel like a success. Zhao Yunlan cannot fathom having to learn to live with the best possible outcome.

And yet.

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Or: Zhao Yunlan buys a house, fistfights a teenager, and learns to live with his trauma.

Shen Wei stands under the dim glow of the lanterns and waits, as he has done every time since Hell was new and the road underneath him a trodden trail in yellow dirt.

Shen Wei needs to keep another secret.

Is that too much filling? It looks like too much filling.

Or: a triple drabble about dumplings.

Lin Jing is hunting for a lost machine of Professor Ouyang's, while Guo Changcheng hears from newfound cousins. What could possibly go wrong?

It's not entirely clear whether Kunlun knows Dixingren hair language - this leads to some confusion on Shen Wei's part.

" Thank you, Xiao Bai, for coming here. I thanked many people on the stage but I couldn't thank the one that I treasure most, you. Thank you Bai Yu for always being there for me, even when I was at my worst. One day, I promise you, we will be able to hold hands, hug, and kiss without hiding, and one day I will be able to thank you in front of everyone, and show them my love for you. Thank you, Bai Yu. I love you." 

“You are too warm for an illusion,” Bai Qi informs Jing Ran, because well, illusions should have some standards. They should adhere to certain rules and this outrageous crossing of real and unreal is very unwelcome.

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Companion piece to a lovely Jing Ran/Bai Qi art, link inside