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Shen Wei wasn't sure when he would come back to Haixing, if at all. There's some major changes around the SID, the Chief has changed, and Zhao Yunlan, the love of his life, is nowhere to be found.

From a prompt on The Brush and Lantern.

Fictober prompt: I might have to kiss you.
A version of their first kiss

"The Yashou are courting Hei Pao Shi." Daqing leaned down to look into the Allied high commander's face, made difficult by the way he was ducking his head. "What. Did. You. Do?"

Shen Wei blinks at him, parts his lips on the start of a reply that turns into a cough and folds down the rest of the way until he’s listing against Zhao Yunlan. “It doesn’t hurt,” he says, distantly.

Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan got married a few years later they ended up being parents to five amazing children, how this came to be, well you'll have to read this won't you?

and you’re shaking, love
don’t shiver, don’t give up
don’t quiver, you’re enough

A temporary reaction, Shen Wei had earnestly assured him, and not dangerous, but the effects were cumulative over the short-term.

[podfic read by Naye]

Zhao Yunlan lay beside him on the bed, on his side turned toward Shen Wei—motionless, but for the small rise and fall of his chest—but too fast for deep sleep. And his face was wet, the tears overflowing from his closed eyes only the faintest shimmer in the room's darkness.

[Podfic by knight_tracer]

Zhao Yunlan knows that Shen Wei have missed some stuff of modern Haixing like some date night while watching movies or even just eat chocolate.
He was surprised when Shen Wei told him that the last time he have buy a chocolate muffin was the first time he tasted chocolate. So Zhao Yunlan decided to maybe make some hot chocolate he knows how to do when he wants to stay at home and just chill or when it's raining.
He told the team that no one should disturb him and Shen Wei during the whole night because he have a plan and wanted to do one surprise to Shen Wei.

Zhao Yunlan was innocently contemplating the Hallows when Shen Wei strode in. Then the Hallows started playing mood music, and the world became a lot more confusing.

Fictober prompt: There is a certain taste to it.

“I’ve waited for ten thousand years, I hope you still remember our promise.”

Da Qing discovers his calling.