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Sometimes Shen Wei isn't sure if Ye Zun is really here or if it's all in his head.

Born to the cold winds of the mountain top, Shen Wei is created one half of a whole. Light and dark, blessed or cursed, life and death.
The bearer of the most beautiful gift, he is the nightmare damned to take what he always most craved. Shen Wei had never once considered actually living.
With his brother gone and his strength failing, watching eyes follow his every move but once searching gazes meet, the balance shifts.

What might have happened if Da Qing was able to send off that post.

Zhao Yunlan's head is killing him. He groans and rolls over, thankful he's on a bed and not his sofa, because falling off would make it worse. Someone makes a soft noise of concern and a cool hand brushes against his forehead. Zhao Yunlan moans in relief; it feels like heaven. He blinks against the harsh light (not his room, oh no, he’s in a hospital) and settles his gaze on one of the prettiest people he’s ever seen.

“How does your head feel?” the handsome man asks.

“Like shit,” Zhao Yunlan says honestly.

Many unexpected things happen in Zhao Yunlan's life: he ends up working in an office and later finds himself falling in love with a managerial-type.

Zhao Yunlan skins his knee on the job. Shen Wei overreacts. The rest, as they say, is history.

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Where Shen San braids his Yao Xiong's hair because clearly, the hairstyle would look much better on him.

It’s the holidays in Ye Olde Haixing, and Zhao Yunlan gets roped into a plan to help Ma Gui woo Fu You as Shen Wei jealously watches on in silence…

(Oneshot xmas fic — dramaverse)

Shen Wei sees the world in complete darkness except the occasional splash of colours against the backdrop of black Canvas that's his vision. The colour that distinguishes the occasional demons amongst all the humans that surround him; the colour red- the sign of danger lurking around him.

Fate has never been kind, hindering one's life despite no apparent wrongdoings. Shen Wei is royally caught in the middle of such mess, which has caused him to close the doors of his heart for everyone. What happens when the person sneakily tiptoeing into his heart is the possible reason of the condition of his life in the first place?

It’s been ten years since Zhao Yunlan was planted in the triads in his father’s bid to shake their control of Dragon City. Ten years of his life he spent with his name wiped off the records as he ran around with the snakes in the dark. Ten years of his life he's not sure he's going to be able to get out of.

On the other side of the coin, Shen Wei and Ye Zun have spent ten years rising the ranks of the Dragon City Police, feeding information to the triads that kept the city on its knees. Only Shen Wei doesn't quite know why anymore.

Every year the plum blossom trees bloom; every year Shen Wei makes a journey.

Zhao Yunlan’s left hand reached for the decorative glass wall decor to adjust it in order to use it as a mirror and see his husband properly when a whoosh of air passed millimeters from his ear. It was only his assassin instincts that managed to save his ear (you know, the one Shen Wei kept on nibbling on last night).

A knife was sharply embedded on the glass wall decor he was just touching a while ago.

A pause.

“Did you seriously just throw a knife at me?! The same knife we picked on our housewarming?!” Because Zhao Yunlan always knows how to focus on the most important aspects.

Shen Wei coughed sheepishly. “My hand slipped.”

“Your hands should only slip down my pants and not on sharp objects, baobei,” Zhao Yunlan huffs in both amusement and shock.

Then with exact precision, he swiftly shot the chandelier screw on the kitchen’s ceiling.

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Years before the Haixing Empire was at war with supernatural creatures, Zhao Yunlan made a promise to look after and protect a pair of twins born under an auspicious moon. He became their childhood friend and confidante, but it became a promise that he would not be able to keep. Disaster struck when rifts to different realms began to appear throughout the empire and Zhao Yunlan lost one of them.

Years later, just when things were looking dire for Zhao Yunlan and the men he commanded, a mysterious figure dressed in black appeared to deflect the killing blow in the middle of a battlefield. There was something familiar about him and yet, Zhao Yunlan could not figure out what it was.

Assignment #9, due Dec. 21, 2020.

Choose 2 stories in a selection of excerpts from True Tales from the Journal of Faihe (attached) and analyze the cultural, social, and mythical context of each. Submission must be a minimum of 3 pages, MLA format. Grading rubric as follows.

Loving someone, truly loving someone, means loving every part of them.

Where Xiao Wei gets drunk and shenanigans ensue.

Ni Chengsu has spent nearly a year avoiding all the pitfalls of the university life until one day the book he needed for an assignment is missing and he stumbled on a locked student forum that believes their mild-mannered Bio-engineering and part-time Classic Chinese Lit teacher is part of a huge global conspiracy protecting monsters from humanity.

And he also might actually be gay but that's not the point.

Zhao Yunlan is pretty sure he'd notice if Lao Chu was in love with Xiao Guo.