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Changcheng didn't stick to the plan.

His voice trembled as he whispered, “I can wait.”

Chu Sizhui lips curled into a faint smile as he leaned closer, his breath warm against Guo Changcheng skin. “Are you sure? Your body seems to say otherwise.”

Tears welled in Guo Changcheng eyes as his body shook, caught between the aching need and the desire to prove himself, prove how good he could be for Chu Sizhui.

At the intersection of the road between the end of the city and the beginning of the countryside, Lin Jing walked along the roadside, turning around once to look at the buildings that were beginning to fade into the distance, which he hoped would soon disappear. Ahead of him was a verdant, budding and flourishing nature that he might not have had the pleasure of seeing again now, if not for the events and sacrifices of a few weeks ago.
But had absolutely all the sacrifices really been necessary?
As he 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.

An alternative to the 'Guardian' book ending. Enjoy 💕

Time passes. Zhao Yunlan’s legs go slowly numb. His face is plastered to the vinyl, cheek stuck there like two sheets of wet rice paper smacked together. The pain doesn’t once let up.

He wonders, with what little thought he has to spare, how Guo Changcheng is. Whether Chu Shuzhi has calmed down.

And he knows, a knowledge that brings him both apprehension and exhaustion, that Shen Wei is going to be so pissed with him.

Shen Wei kneels down for an entire night to plead the doctor to heal Zhao Yunlan's eyes.

What he didn't expect was the fever that followed, or the secrets that Zhao Yunlan would uncover.

some sketch comparison between weilan from the novel cover & weilan from the tv drama, and a ye zun!

Shen Wei froze. Just for a moment, only a second or two, but it was enough for Zhao Yunlan to lift his head and look at Shen Wei, his eyes starting to clear from its contented haze. Shen Wei opened his mouth, to say — to say what, exactly?

After all, it was such a nice evening, and Shen Wei didn’t want it to end. Didn’t want to make it not nice. So he pulled Zhao Yunlan towards him instead, with just the right amount of force to make Zhao Yunlan gasp, and swallowed that up with an open-mouthed kiss.

Ye Zun breaks into Shen Wei's apartment and gets caught by Zhao Yunlan. A dinner invitation is offered. A war is averted.

Shen Wei watches the sunrise. Zhao Yunlan joins him.

Shen Wei demonstrates a new skill. Zhao Yunlan and Ye Zun bicker. (Basically, a typical night in the House of Weilan.)

The fax machine sat unused in Zhao Yunlan's office for years, until one day it randomly spat out a CV for a bioengineering professor who just happened to be the most gorgeous man Zhao Yunlan had ever seen.

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Another way they could have met.