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Zhao Yunlan rubs at the tears on his cheeks angrily. He yelps out loud when his hand touches the wrong spot on his cheekbone. Fuck, that hurts. He sucks on his bloody lip, and the slight sting of it at least distracts him from the throbbing in his cheek.

Zhao Yunlan rubs at the tears on his cheeks angrily. He yelps out loud when his hand touches the wrong spot on his cheekbone. Fuck, that hurts. He sucks on his bloody lip, and the slight sting of it at least distracts him from the throbbing in his cheek.

[Podfic of my own work.]

What happened? Shen Wei couldn’t… something was wrong. He couldn’t move or-

The blow came out of nowhere, snapping his head to the side. His mouth was full of blood-

“Wake up, gege.”

Right. Dixing, Ye Zun, the pillar.

The fingers on his hips press a bit more firmly against his bruises. By now, Zhao Yunlan's breath only shudders a little, he's too tired to react more than that.

The fingers on his hips press a bit more firmly against his bruises. By now, Zhao Yunlan's breath only shudders a little, he's too tired to react more than that.

[Podfic of my own story.]

The whip is a primitive thing. A single length of coarse rope tied with shards of sharp metal and attached to a cloth-wrapped wooden handle. Its crudeness does not make it any less effective.

Zhao Yunlan reaches out to take Shen Wei's wrist just as he's about to start unbuttoning his shirt. "Let me," he says, his mouth feeling just a bit dry.

Zhao Yunlan reaches out to take Shen Wei's wrist just as he's about to start unbuttoning his shirt. "Let me," he says, his mouth feeling just a bit dry.

[Podfic of my own story.]

Ye Zun leans closer and murmurs, "Do you need me to blow you or something to make this easier for you?"

He half-expects Da Qing to shove him away. Instead, Ye Zun hears the audible click of Da Qing swallowing.

3 times Shen Wei befriended a lesbian + the time they got together to drag him for his epic pining.

In the towering neon-lit half-underground metropolis of Dragon City, a cryptic homicide case brings together Dixing Register Department field agent Shen Wei and an unusual detective by the name of Kunlun, who may not be what he seems.

“My soulmate died,” Guo Changcheng says softly. “That’s what they say, at least. What the burn mark means.” He looks up in quiet despair. “It’s true, isn’t it?”

Chu Shuzhi feels his own scarred mark flare up, like it’s burning all over again. A scorching reminder of what he’s done and what he’s lost.

“Yes,” he says hoarsely. “It’s true.”

Ye Zun wearing an oversized sweater and a faint smile. He's holding a Shen Wei plush doll.

He knows how hard it is for Zhao Yunlan to leave him and didi alone for this. But Zhao Yunlan had tried to watch exactly once and it had—not ended well.

He knows how hard it is for Zhao Yunlan to leave him and didi alone for this. But Zhao Yunlan had tried to watch exactly once and it had—not ended well.

[Podfic of my own story.]

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 magnetic pull between Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei has resonated through the centuries, and every time they're in the same place at the same time is a chance for their first kiss. The kiss that changes everything.

“Don’t touch him!” a woman was yelling, furiously upset. “Keep your human medicine away from him! He doesn’t need it.”

Cheng Xinyan knew that voice. She hurried forward to pull the curtain aside, and sure enough, Da Qing’s volatile friend was glaring daggers at an orderly, preventing him from getting close to Da Qing, who was lying on a gurney, eyes closed, head lolled to one side.

Zhao Yunlan doesn't quite understand how things in the ancient past can be so different from what he'd thought.

[Podfic of my own work.]

Zhao Yunlan doesn't quite understand how things in the ancient past can be so different from what he'd thought.