Guess who's back hohohoㅡand with a new story idea at that!
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"They say when rain pours while the sky is so clear, a jiǔwěihú cries. Some also say that the cloud sobs, missing his beloved fox."
A young boy wearing white looks up to his mother in wonder, "Can't they just find each other?"
His mother placed her hand atop his head, slightly ruffling his hair making the child giggle.
"If fate will let them meet, then they shall."
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I started a cult called XichenCale, then it is only right that I should preach this ship!!!
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