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Under the moonlight, Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei engage in some light BDSM, exploring the depths of their relationship. Delving deeper into the night, Zhao Yunlan skillfully teases and explores Shen Wei's body, and the night culminates in an intimate and intense experience.

For days, Zhao Yunlan would return to where that specific landscape was and spend some time observing it. Shen Wei wondered what was wrong with that painting, but did not voice his questions. Eventually, his husband would say something about it. It wasn't as if Zhao Yunlan knew how to remain silent for long.
But as he paused once more in front of the painting, there was a certain nostalgia tinged with resignation in his gaze. "The last time we passed this waterfall, I already knew that I would not see my little beauty become a great beauty..."

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Zhao Yunlan couldn’t remember a time in his life before he started having the Dreams.

As he leant out of the window wincing at the inevitable paperwork if the new recruit was hurt on the first day on the job, he scanned the area and his eyes landed on an impossible sight. He froze, his whole being now completely focused on the figure down below. It couldn't be. Surely it must be a mistake.

The figure turned and their eyes locked. Chestnut brown to deep fathomless black.

Xiao Wei

I thought I Dreamed you

If Shen Wei had any regrets about that little human life he had built for himself in Longcheng as a university professor, he certainly hid it from himself most of the time. On nights like that, where the incessant rain and dense mist made the air even colder and the streets even quieter, it was somehow difficult not to think about what had once been.
This night was just like many nights before, where Wu Xie wandered the streets, uncaring of the rain that slowly seeped through his clothes. Hoping just maybe it could sink all the way into his soul.
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When two men that should be strangers reunite on the rainy streets of Longcheng, an uncertain present and an intense past intertwine.
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At the exhibition, Zhao Yunlan gazed intently at the arts before him, the snow-capped mountains, the ethereal landscapes, the birds on branches, the peonies and koi.
The huge green tree with strong roots. The blossoming plum tree.
It was as if those images were photographs of things he had seen a long time ago, and that still remained vivid in his memory.
He needed to see the artist.

It's the little things that get to him the most; the way he rubs his neck, the way he leans on anything and everything, the way he quirks his head to the side when he's thinking.

An alternative take on how Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan meet.

Yes, it's in a gay bar.

For the bonus round of Guardian Bingo, the first round being Pride. It's also one of my first works within the fandom, so I hope you enjoy!

(EDIT, 13/07/24): Hey guys! So instead of keeping this as a one-shot, I decided to turn this into a full fledged Weilan fanfiction! Get ready for some frustrating idiots, not realising their feelings for each other and more!

Zhao Yunlan couldn't stand it. “Go on Shen Wei,” his voice was low. Hell, he didn't know he could sound so fucking desperate like this, and thirsty. “Show me how you exercise.”

Deep in the forest, there is a forgotten shrine.

It should remain forgotten.

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for Guardian Bingo Bonus Round Prompt 'Swelter'

The reflection in the transparent glass, is it really real?

Nothing just winter. And Wang Zheng and Sang Zan in love.

Continuation of 'The Guardian', the Chinese drama series...

Zhao YunLan lives his new life as the wick of the guardian lantern. Every day, he burnt mercilessly inside the lamp so that he can provide a better life for the DiXing people.

Until one day, an unusually beautiful comet passing him. Zhao YunLan recklessly makes wishes, which are brought into reality.

But what going to happen if every wish has its consequence?

The roaming love in the warm winter.

There was no point in coming home early, just as there was no point in going home at all. Now, alone there, Zhao Yunlan thought about that and how he had been so angry about the situation for so long that he hadn't even tried to figure out how his spouse's embrace and kiss felt.
His spouse. Not anymore.
He was gone away.
Not because he said he wanted to leave, but because Zhao Yunlan had told him to go. He had told Shen Wei that that damn deal between their families was stupid and that Shen Wei should go away and have his own life, because here, where he hadn't chosen to be, he would never have anything to call happiness. But now Zhao Yunlan wondered if he might not have tried to find some happiness with the spouse who was once his. Perhaps it was his fault more than anyone else's for all the tears he had seen Shen Wei shed.
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*All the fics in this series are stand-alone

How many times had Shen Wei stopped to listen to music in the streets and alleys of that city? How many times had he chosen to sit for coffee in a place where he could hear the musicians playing? And enhance that nostalgia a little more with poetic melody.
In the remaining light of the sunset, the face of a man Shen Wei had never seen and who was at the same time the most familiar thing he had encountered in weeks - or perhaps months - was framed by windblown hair and adorned with a welcoming smile that felt like home.

A case where Zhao Yunlan has to use his Kunlun abilities to interview a forest about some missing children interrupts Shen Wei dealing with his new souls and new energy by largely turning his back on his ghost tribe energy.

In all the lifetimes and troubles that Shen Wei has lived, there is always a steady presence that grounds him to his role as the one who takes life and guides them.

The steady guard and presence of the one who gives life is always solid and tangible, forever a mountain of strength, a spring that is never-ending and abundant in nature.

And Shen Wei wants.

Existence- the fact or state of living or having objective reality. The state of being alive.

Here exists a collection of drabbles and one shots for our beloved Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei from Guardian, made lovingly by Priest. Beloved and revered by many, including this fanfic author who now spirals deeper into the rabbit hole of their relationship.

Marriage was not a concept Shen Wei had given much thought to. Had Zhao Yunlan?