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    “You know what?” Wei Ying said. “I think we should be friends.”

    “Vulcans do not have friends,” said Lan Zhan. He was staring very determinedly at the screen in front of him.

    Wei Ying frowned at him. “That can’t be right.”

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    13 Sep 2021

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    “Good morning, Wei Ying.”

    Wei Ying groaned at the words, pulled the thin blanket over his head and pretended to still be asleep. Lan Zhan’s soft chuckle was easily heard through the material and Wei Ying peered out from beneath the sheet, his breath catching at the sight of Lan Zhan’s serene smile.

    “Is it not?” Lan Zhan asked, standing and making his way towards Wei Ying. He held his hand out and lifted a brow — Wei Ying sighed heavily, though he stretched his own arm out and accepted the help.

    “No mornings are good mornings,” Wei Ying said, yawning as he braced himself upright, Lan Zhan’s hand still wrapped around his own. “The only good mornings are the ones that have made it to noon.”

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    10 Sep 2021

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    Lan Zhan dies two years before canon and promptly wakes up in the library at Cloud Recesses right across from Wei Wuxian, napping facedown in a pile of copywork.

    He has a lot of questions. Is this the afterlife? If it's not, then is he alone with his memories? And most importantly, what does he need to do to keep his soulmate alive this time?

    Wei Ying did not stir as he knelt down by the desk. It had been so long since Lan Zhan had seen those beloved features and even longer since he’d been allowed to either get or stay this close to Wei Ying.

    He looked so different from Lan Zhan’s memories; apple cheeked, clean, and relaxed.

    Lan Zhan clamped both hands over his own mouth to stop the pained noise that threatened to escape him. Hot tears spilled down his face as he watched the young, safe, and whole boy sleep. His stomach cramped with the effort of holding the sound in, but he’d sooner die than wake Wei Ying up.

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    05 Sep 2021

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    “A ghost bridegroom?” Wei Wuxian asks, receiving his latest night-hunting assignment from Uncle Jiang. “Have women been going missing?”

    If brides have been going missing, this is the first that Wei Wuxian is hearing about it; which is strange, because the systematic kidnapping of brides should have quickly been recognized as spirits’ work and reported as such to the nearest cultivation sect as soon as possible.

    “Three women and ten men have gone missing so far,” his uncle tells him. “Jinshan town is out of our jurisdiction, and the records say there hasn’t been a hunt in the area since before my grandfather’s time. But no one from Jinshan thought to report the disappearances until today, so the victims must be long dead by now.”

    Four hundred years after the Sunshot Campaign, a reincarnated Wei Wuxian dresses himself in wedding red to defeat the ghost of a bridegroom.

    Deep within the forests of Jinshan Mountain, the mourning calamity Yin Jian Tan Xin waits to marry his beloved.

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    02 Sep 2021

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    “How long have you lived on the streets?” Wangji asks.

    Xue Yang shrugs. “All my life, I think. I don’t remember anything else.”

    Wangji tosses him the next meat bun. Xue Yang catches it easily – and he grins at Lan Wangji, wide and cheeky. Then, unexpectedly, “Why’re you talking to me?” he asks.

    Lan Wangji blinks. “Why should I not?”

    Xue Yang rolls his eyes, as if the answer is obvious. “No one else does. I’m a street rat. They’d rather I be dead.”

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    There's more truth to Hanguang-jun's reputation for picking up strays than one would first believe - aka Lan Wangji takes Xue Yang in before Jin Guangyao can.

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    30 Aug 2021