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Zhao Yunlan might have done something impulsive while he was away for the weekend.
Shen Wei might not mind.

“A deal,” the Judiciar told him, showing him a contract signed in Zhao Yunlan’s own hand. For a chance to meet that one person again and live a happy life with them, Zhao Yunlan would work as an Underworld detective, chasing malevolent spirits for five hundred years. It didn’t sound that bad, truly - it was that kind of an afterlife that he would decidedly like, yet Yunlan had no memory of ever signing this contract.
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Fill for 'Forgotten' prompt for Guardian Bingo

Lin Feng has a crush at school and an annoying neighbor. These two facts should have nothing to do with each other.

Zhao Yunlan can still feel the heat of the Lantern, sometimes, wants to scream with it. Shen Wei’s gaze is endlessly disant, sometimes, lost in whatever exists beyond the last breath.

And yet.

Here they are. Together.

When Shen Wei lied to the chancellor that he and Zhu Hong were married, Zhu Hong didn’t think much of it. Shen Wei needed an excuse to avoid some retreat for single professors.

Except word spread throughout the Yashou tribes and Dixing, leaving them with no choice but to keep up the ruse to maintain the peace. Now Zhu Hong finds herself sharing a house with Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan, who are sharing a bed while she sleeps alone.

Zhu Hong is happy for them, she really is, even if the whole situation has left her slightly lonely and incredibly horny.
Still, she can get through this. Right?

As if handling glass when it was anything but delicate, Zhao Yunlan cradled it in both hands removing from the cardboard box and bubble wrap. It was lighter than expected not that he could pin point why he thought it would be heavy in the first place. But those thoughts were fleeting, difficult to hold onto in the face of the sheer panic twisting it's way through his stomach at what it could mean. He stared almost entranced and unable to look away from the empty eye holes of the mask in his hands.
The familiar, ornate, black and silver mask.
If the mask was here, then where was Hei Pao Shi?

Zhao Yunlan didn't know where that promise came from, but he knew that someone should love him as much as he had loved the person, to have a promise with him to fulfill in another life. Thus, he pushed his feelings for Shen Wei away from himself, he certainly shouldn't think of his sworn brother that way, he was surely just in pain for a love he didn't know where to find.
A love that Shen Wei himself, years later, helped him look for, but they had found nothing.
And so, disconsolately, he preferred to be left alone about getting married, he preferred to just continue working for the Guardian Order and live a life that Shen Wei would always be a part of, even if he could never be his. If that had been the case, he wouldn't have had to worry, at that moment, about whether his children would be all right now that their mother had passed away.
He needed some more wine.
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Zhao Yunlan and Da Qing have a very important, very serious mission. Possibly the most important, most serious mission of their lives.

Shen Wei encounters a concept of meeting a friend for coffee

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'Cheng Xinyan' fill for the Guardian Bingo

This time, the Black-Cloaked Envoy finally lifts his head, letting a little light shines on his face. The beautiful eyes with long eyelashes and perfect-shaped lips come into sight and Zhao Yunlan goes still right on the spot. 

He knows those features and he knows what laying beneath that mask. 

It would be a beautiful sight, if not for the fact that Zhao Yunlan is somewhere in these mountains, wounded.

The hired thugs who took Zhao Yunlan will not stop Shen Wei from finding him. Neither will the storm nor the trees.

Lin Jing was not a heart-broken man in need of some consolation.

He was an annoying student trying to write an academic paper about magic and Chu Shuzhi wanted him out. It wasn't even that he didn't like the kid, though he was the annoying know-it-all type that believed drinking four cans of energy drinks made him a genius. No, it was because Shuzhi had no idea what the protocol regarding showing magic to the living who were not here to have their wishes granted was.

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Fill for 'Lin Jing' Guardian Bingo

“Professor Shen! It is our duty to investigate this! There must be a reason why this was found here, in the SID. What if we are ignoring a potential threat?”
Shen Wei’s deadpan stare spoke volumes, but frankly bored with the cleaning already, Zhao Yunlan decided to exercise his right as the chief and say:
“I think we should check it out. For my peace of mind”
Famous last words.

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'Betrayal' for the Guardian Bingo

“You deserve more than a lollipop. The wrapper of a lollipop.”

The second night, Zhang Shi can tell the looming prospect of home is uncomfortable for his new host.

“Why do you keep on coming here!?” Shuzhi growled, watching Zhao Yunlan shake his drenched umbrella at the doorstep of the shop, covering the wooden panels inside with water. One of these days Chu Shuzhi would have to give him a bill for all the repairs the shop needed after Zhao Yunlan’s visits.

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'Alternate First Meetings ' fill for the Guardian Bingo

What was on that final hospital record?

Sequel to Life's just a game 'til the game stops being fun.