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It's time for Zhao Yunlan to learn how to not fall to the ground.

Podfic of Not Falling by tinypinkmouse.

Da Qing exacts revenge on the miracle doctor for refusing to treat Zhao Yunlan. Shen Wei approves.

It's time for Zhao Yunlan to learn how to not fall to the ground.

And that name — Kunlun. There is something unmistakably familiar about it. Something that should be as easy and intimate as the shape of his paws, the feel of sunlight on his fur.

Da Qing curls in on the sofa and chases that feeling. That feeling of bone-deep knowing, as sure as the ground below his paws, requiring only a quick sweep of dirt to reveal the solidity underneath. Except no matter how far Da Qing tries to dig, it escapes him.

Instead, his mind skitters and turns, landing on an altogether different memory. A day in the SID over a decade ago, crouched in his cat form in a corner, away from Old Chief Zhao's sharp eyes. The day he first met Zhao Yunlan.

Shen Wei overworked and collapsed. Zhao Yunlan blamed himself. Prequel to On Wings of Song (ref. chapter 6). A follow up to Part 5 of ‘Baobei, I love you’ series.

Sometimes finding a comfortable place to sleep is fraught with peril.

Podfic of cat accidentally locked in room all day by tinypinkmouse.

Sometimes finding a comfortable place to sleep is fraught with peril.

Zhao Yunlan gets a job offer he's a bit too curious to say no to, even if he never really planned on working for the government. Mostly because he never saw why the government would want a mostly useless historian. He didn't expect his new job to involve quite so much actual time travel.

By the end of the War, both twins felt through the earth. One of them was found and the people of Dixing took measures accordingly. The other one crawled back out of the earth ten thousand years later and found a world very different from the one he remembered; and Ye Zun has some revolutionary ideas.

"I, your wise and unbelievably handsome elder, want to impart a very simple and infinitely useful bit of knowledge.”

“I’m waiting,” Zhao Yunlan said dryly.

The god Kunlun is as old as the mountain range that bears his name, if not older. Or so the villagers say. He was here before any people were, as eternal as the mountains — moreso, in truth. The mountains might change, but Kunlun remains Kunlun.

Podfic of Not All Those Who Wander by Xparrot.

“I think they’re doing okay.” Guo Changcheng spoke as he and Chu Shuzhi stepped outside and away from the noise and busyness of the SID bullpen.

Chu Shuzhi gave a vague sort of grunt. “They could be better.”

Guo Changcheng grinned, “Well, sure, but they’re still learning, and none of them fainted, right? That’s something.”

Which earned another noise from Chu Shuzhi, but Guo Changcheng could see one side of the other man’s mouth twitching upward.

Zhao Yunlan sits up abruptly in bed, and hisses sharply at how it makes his sore body twinge. The noise from the kitchen pauses for the briefest of seconds before restarting, somehow more carefully deliberate than before. The smell isn’t his imagination. There is someone cooking real food in his kitchen, right now.

Or, Zhao Yunlan's one night stand makes himself at home.

Shen Wei removes his mask. The soft brush of air against his cheeks still feels unnatural, but he hopes the gesture will signal this is an unofficial exchange, between friends. “Da Qing, it’s not that I don’t trust him. He’s a great man. But something strange is going on.”