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When Shen Wei is assigned to conduct an external financial audit on the unorthodox Special Investigations Department, he finds himself butting heads with the stubborn, yet devastatingly charming Chief Zhao Yunlan. What neither of them realizes is that while their working relationship is rocky, their relationship as anonymous pen pals is quite the opposite. In fact, they are very well on their way to falling in love.

Shen Wei glances at the young man stepping into the elevator with half an eye, noting that his fashion choices are not something Shen Wei quite understands, before turning his eyes straight ahead. Staring would be rude.

Shen Wei glances at the young man stepping into the elevator with half an eye, noting that his fashion choices are not something Shen Wei quite understands, before turning his eyes straight ahead. Staring would be rude.

Podfic of At First Glance by tinypinkmouse.

Zhao Yunlan is not a pervert. Would it make him a pervert if he wanted to smell a colleague? It sounds like…he is a pervert. But what if that colleague has a very distinct, unique comforting scent that Zhao Yunlan has tried his best to find some kind of colognes or perfume or even shampoo that smells like that and failed miserably?

This scent, too, is definitely just a him thing. The said colleague, after all, is also the most unique person in the world.

And that said colleague is Hei Pao Shi. Is it concerning that Zhao Yunlan tries to sniff at The Hei Pao Shi every time they work together? Probably.

"Maybe I should get them pierced," Zhao Yunlan says after a while, his voice thready, the words barely making it out, before getting cut off by another moan.

For a moment, Shen Wei can almost imagine it, the taste of metal against his tongue as he licks Zhao Yunlan's nipple. How much more sensitive would it make Zhao Yunlan's already sensitive nipples?

"Maybe I should get them pierced," Zhao Yunlan says after a while, his voice thready, the words barely making it out, before getting cut off by another moan.

For a moment, Shen Wei can almost imagine it, the taste of metal against his tongue as he licks Zhao Yunlan's nipple. How much more sensitive would it make Zhao Yunlan's already sensitive nipples?

Podfic of Your Body Is More Than a Temple by tinypinkmouse.

Love and loss go hand in hand, don’t they?

Long black hair, black silk crumbling off, pale skin, not a hint of rot. They were pinned by some sort of sword or dagger to the base of the mechanism into a standing position. He looked… they looked alive? They were beautiful, breathtakingly so. A straight, high nose, black eyebrows like they had been painted by an artist's hand, and long, long eyelashes.

Wu Xie swallowed. He was straight! He liked women! He… thought this person was one of the most attractive people he’d ever seen. Next to Xiao Hua and Xiaoge of course. Top three, definitely.

Their lips looked soft, with the barest blush of pink and Wu Xie… really wanted to kiss them. He was by himself, the memory of the monster far behind him. No one would have to know. He leaned in, lips brushing the dry ones of the corpse-

And the corpse sighed.

“What did you say?” Zhao Yunlan asks. His voice comes out hoarse.

Shen Wei’s hand fists in the fabric of Zhao Yunlan’s shirt, and his gaze skitters away for a moment before he repeats quietly, eyes on Zhao Yunlan, “You don’t have to leave, Zhao-ge. I could suck you off?”

Zhao Yunlan is going to explode, right here.

His dreams were an invaluable source of information, though Ye Zun found himself learning useless things, too.
For example, Zhao Yunlan used lollipops as a replacement for smoking tobacco. In his dream, he'd smoke freely, smiling after the first drag. He'd say how he missed it while offering the same tobacco stick - a cigarette, that's how Zhao Yunlan called it - to Ye Zun.
But he wasn't Ye Zun, in that dream, was he?
He had Shen Wei's face, Shen Wei's body, Shen Wei's voice, Shen Wei's everything.
Shen Wei, Shen Wei, Shen Wei, it's always Shen Wei.

Guo Changcheng sends Chu Shuzhi a regular nighttime text, this time with an emoji Chu Shuzhi has never seen before, one that asks a question Chu Shuzhi is very happy to answer.

Zhao Yunlan is blind. It is surprisingly easy to trust Shen Wei with his life.

(A cozy evening in.)

“You don't…? Is it because it's been so long you can't remember it, or…?” Zhao Yunlan pressed on.

The other man hummed, eyes scanning the page, trying to find the sentence he had been reading. “I simply don't have one. Whether it's because I don't remember, or for another reason entirely, I don't know.”

Zhao Yunlan bit the inside of his cheek. “You’ve never celebrated your birthday.”

Closing his book once again, probably because he had realised Zhao Yunlan wouldn’t simply drop the matter, Shen Wei gave his usual closed-mouth smile, slightly dipping his head. “No?”

Zhao Yunlan immediately got up, receiving a startled look from the professor. “That won’t happen again. Ever. Get up, we’re celebrating your birthday today.”