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Shen Wei coughed, a fleck of blood beading on the side of his lips, and Zhao Yunlan’s heart thundered heavily in his chest. He was dimly aware that his hands were shaking as he held on to Shen Wei.

“You got yourself hurt again!” Da Qing’s petulant tone and scolding words are softened by the way he is carefully curled on Shen Wei’s stomach, purring so loudly that the sound vibrates throughout Shen Wei’s body.

Zhao Yunlan falls into another dimension, and then promptly proceeds to nearly die. It turns out that dark energy doesn't agree with him and it's everywhere.

Podfic of New Dimensions by tinypinkmouse.

Zhao Yunlan falls into another dimension, and then promptly proceeds to nearly die. It turns out that dark energy doesn't agree with him and it's everywhere.

Shen Wei often found himself marveling at the thought: he had a real life. He was delighted with every thing about that house, about his new life. Some of his paintings, less personal than what only Wu Xie knew, now also began to appear on the walls of the house - landscapes, flowers, birds. It took a lot of encouragement from Wu Xie for Shen Wei to be confident about decorating the place with the art he made himself. He was still shy about it, but he was satisfied somehow.

After settling in Longcheng, the cold weather that sets in reminds Shen Wei and Wu Xie of how they once breathed together. And maybe it promises them that they will still be there when time passes, appreciating what they never wish they had let go.

Working at the SID, Wu Xie faces the memories in silence. Memories of the one who forgot him and everything he once meant.

Zhao Yunlan expected the Regent of Dixing to be like the Envoy—dignified, robed, and brandishing his power for all to see. And maybe he would have been more of those things if his first introduction to the SID hadn’t been Lao Chu furiously attacking him in the street.

AKA: Zhao Yunlan learns about Dixing politics and gets a crash course in Envoy. (The final part of the Taking It Slow series.)

With Ye Zun's face bare, there's only one reason why someone would recognise him.

Or, Ye Zun is caught attempting to steal the Hallows from the Alliance. It changes things.

In the bleak industrial wastelands of Dixing, a mother poisons herself and her twin sons in an attempt to escape the collective abject misery and poverty that envelopes their existence.

A decade later, an undergraduate senior proceeds with a sensitive research topic for his honors thesis.

Son of Haixing housing mafia's boss, seeking redemption from a painful past, with his estrangement from his family spawning feelings of self-loathing, finds himself irrevocably, devastatingly drawn towards the person that threatens to topple his life as he has always known it.

"Well, aren't you going to do something?" Zhao Yunlan asks, with a teasing leer.

Shen Wei huffs and tells him, "I'm admiring you, Zhao Yunlan. You're quite amazing."

It makes Zhao Yunlan's expression soften into a warm smile for a moment, before he declares, "Of course I am. But if you're just going to look at me—"

Podfic of I Want to Hear You by tinypinkmouse.

"Well, aren't you going to do something?" Zhao Yunlan asks, with a teasing leer.

Shen Wei huffs and tells him, "I'm admiring you, Zhao Yunlan. You're quite amazing."

It makes Zhao Yunlan's expression soften into a warm smile for a moment, before he declares, "Of course I am. But if you're just going to look at me—"

Zhao Yunlan has to wrap his arms around Shen Wei's brother to keep him from running to Shen Wei. For someone who'd apparently hated Shen Wei up until a handful of moments ago, he sure is desperate to join him now.

Zhao Yunlan has to wrap his arms around Shen Wei's brother to keep him from running to Shen Wei. For someone who'd apparently hated Shen Wei up until a handful of moments ago, he sure is desperate to join him now.

Podfic of Go On and Tell Me Now by tinypinkmouse.

Shen Wei is caught in the rain. It ends well.

Keep moving...

Keep going...

You have to keep...

He stumbled, foot sliding on the rocky ground. Searing pain turned his vision white for a moment before returning to the blurry mess from before. A hiss escaping his lips. A firm, yet gentle arm tightened it's hold on his waist. It was the only thing keeping him upright at this point.
“Xiao Wei?”

In the distant future, a university student receives an unusual gift: An antique lamp, of a type not manufactured in centuries.

That’s when the dreams begin.

They rarely have the time to indulge themselves and Zhao Yunlan has been making good use of the opportunity while he has it.