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“My name is Zhang Shi,” said the stranger inside Shen Xi’s husband. “Don’t be scared.”

“Ha!” Was she scared? Without taking her eyes off him, she tested the knot of feelings behind her sternum: fear, fury, an ache welling up beneath, which she didn’t have time to identify. “I’m not scared,” she lied. “Are you going to answer the rest of my questions?”

Zhao Yunlan and Ye Zun once again face off in the Dixing palace. The stakes could not be higher.

“Changcheng, this is the second time your weapon’s failed. It’s dangerous. You need to ask Lin Jing to fix it.”

Shen Wei blinks and finds himself back in his apartment. The world does not stop waving this time. He does not have time to even process anything before his knees are on the floor. He fumbles, using his hands to hold himself up, it is no use. Foolish. He should have considered that traveling through dimensions in this condition of his may not be the best idea. 

Shen Wei has Zhao Yunlan as a captive.

Zhao Yunlan grew an unhealthy obsession for his student Shen Wei. And he decides to own him.

Post-canon married Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei adopt a six-year-old relative of Zhao Yunlan's and shenanigans happen.

Zhao Yunlan gets kidnapped by a tentacle monster that wants to make a baby with him—in him. It turns out not to be a fate worse than death.

Podfic of More Pleasurable Than Death by tinypinkmouse.

Zhao Yunlan gets kidnapped by a tentacle monster that wants to make a baby with him—in him. It turns out not to be a fate worse than death.

Dragon City University seems to be an extraordinarily dangerous campus and that intriguing Shen Wei an extraordinarily unfortunate professor.

Everyone knows Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng are dating. The problem is that they actually aren’t.

It's the beeping that wakes him.

"When you're past forty and you've never carried passions, monotony is just common and you don't mind it. It's just how your life is.
Yet every now and then, I sit on that old porch and wonder if it makes a difference to me if life ends now or if I live forty years more. What would be good for the next forty years? But I'm also not self-destructive or so pessimistic that I believe it could end on a good note now.
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When I sit on the edge of the bed and turn on the lamp, I often remember the same thing. A while ago, there was a person I used to share a cigarette with. I don't know why he's not here now.
I miss him. I still care."

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(All the fics in this series are stand-alone)