Goddamn it! Where the hell is google translate!!!

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"SHIDI!" Yue QingYuan barged through the door, not even bothering to knock in his panic. "SHIDI- LIU-SHIDI XIAO-JIU- QINGQIU-SHIDI IS GONE!" His eyes darted around erratically until the War God's bedroom door quietly slid open, with a half asleep-half disheveled fully pissed off countenance. "Shen QingQiu is missing."

The sun had barely risen and Liu Qingge, overall, wasn't ready to put up with the sect leader's obsessiveness so early. Why on earth would Zhangman-Shixiong even go to Qing Jing when it was barely dawn, trespass in the bamboo house and even in his shidi's room? Liu Qingge felt frustrated on his Shixiong's behalf, barely thinking on the fact that the sect leader also barged into his own house at the cusp of dawn.

Wordlessly, Liu Qingge slid the door to his room open again. At first the sect leader became dejected, thinking that the war god was simply going to go back to bed even though a peak lord- a highly unstable one that had recently had enough heart demons to go through Qi-deviation- had gone missing. When Liu Qingge didn't step through the door, Yue QingYuan was slightly hopeful.

Liu Qingge grunted and thrust his head, with an incline to his jaw, in the general direction of his bedroom. A gesture generally meaning: 'look.'

And look Yue QingYuan did. There Shen QingQiu was, wrapped up like a cocoon in many blankets, with his hair down while he drooled on Liu Qingge's ceramic pillow.

He first let the relief settle in before any more panic or guilt. His Xiao-Jiu was safe, and asleep. Not looking anything like the scholar he is in the waking world. It was endearing, he let himself melt into a smile before realising whose house this is. That's Liu Qingge's room. And there's only one bed. The implications left a sour taste on his tongue. "I see he's in good care." He wanted to say something more, a sarcastic remark on how their night was, how did Xiao-Jiu react to having his chrysanthemum ravished? Were they cultivation partners? Did Yue QingYuan just not realise? He schooled his face into a well practiced smile, "as long as Xiao-Jiu has said 'yes' to Shidi..." he bit his tongue, "this Shixiong will take his leave."

They both bowed, and he left after seeing Qingge step back into the room with a smile. So it really is like that, huh?

Liu Qingge felt like something had been grossly misunderstood but didn't know what. He shrugged the feeling off, closing the door behind him and crawling back into bed. He lay a respectful distance away from his Shixiong, as he iterated the other night when Shen QingQiu felt guilty over taking the bed. But when an arm or a leg was thrown over his body, he did not complain. When Shen QingQiu snuggled his head into the crook of his neck, with his warm breath rhythmically tickling his skin, Liu Qingge did not move. He resigned himself to being used as a make-shift body pillow, knowing full-well that he would get no more sleep.

The compromising position lasted a further 2 sichen. An aching two sichen where Liu Qingge lied flat and unmoving, like a board.

"Hello..." Liu Qingge greeted, not getting up or bowing, lest he risk moving Shen QingQiu's tired figure too much.

"Hello..." the other repeated, simple, curt— the meaning easy to understand and reciprocate. After all, doesn't everyone know how to say 'hello' in Mandarin? He sighed, stretching his limbs until they popped, then retracting them, looking extremely embarrassed. Had he really been hugging Liu Qingge in his sleep? Was he just that pathetic?

Liu Qingge just stared at him, a light frown marring his face. "You..." he started, then narrowed his eyes, trying to find the right words. Shen QingQiu has always been grateful for his short, easy to understand sentences. Sure, the original likened him to a brute, and maybe he might sound less intelligent to other people due to his inability to think of complex sentence structures and sophisticated language as he's talking. But who, honestly, does? Who thinks- oh! I'm going to use this metaphor which is a actually a juxtaposition to that and this actually means that actually means this- and this big word! I know what it means! But no one else does— it'll make me sound smart!!! — NO ONE! NO ONE DOES THAT EXCEPT HIGH SCHOOL TRY HARDS! And sure there could be more sophisticated language, if he had his subtitles he might quirk a brow at the extremely simple words... but Shen QingQiu was very grateful! Especially now!