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@dianxins 
            
            hm  ?  like  this.
            [  carefully  taking  his  dianxia’s  hands,  the  ghost  king  draws  them  around  himself,  keeping  the  two  close.  ]  gege  doesn’t  mind  this,  does  he  ?

you've  been  working  all  day,   san  lang.   surely  you'd  like  a  break?   ..    oh  but  if  he  insists  on  continuing,   how  would  san  lang  have  me  help,  hm?

@dianxins 
            
            i’m  nearly  finished,  if  gege  wants  to  help,  i  know  a  few  ways.  mwha.

@dianxins 
            
            a  meeting,  hm  ?  how  long  will  gege  be,  long  enough  for  your  san  lang  to  prep  a  meal  ?  don’t  eat  there,  it’s  no  good  to  having  something  not  to  enjoy  it,  especially  if  it’s  prepared  by  those  good  for  nothings. 

the  shorter  frowns  at  that.   every  step  he  makes  feels  weird  when  he  knows  he  is  dead.    he  brings  a  hand  up  to  run  through  his  hair,   and  stays  close  to  his  shizun.   "  its..   different.   no  one  i  knew  is  here...  "    he  swallowed,   an  overwhelming  tightness  in  his  chest.  

@fifthkings 
            
            “  it’s  new,  but  you  will  get  used  to  it,  should  you  decide  to  stay.  ”  feeling  the  unsureness,  the  ghost  king  doesn’t  turn,  but  he  does  reply  to  the  address.  mohan  is  still  a  young  ghost,   not  yet  accustomed  to  the  ways  of  ‘life’  in  the  realm.  

*    wait  on  laoqings  too..    hc  finding  out  abt  the  golden  core  transfer  

*    lit  for  mohan  &   xianled  ..    kicks  feet

and..   what  of  paradise  manor?   do  you  think  they  could  grow  there?

@dianxins 
            
            of  course,  dianxia  wouldn’t  lie  to  me,  even  back  then.  the  flowers  will  decorate  the  shrine  wherever  you  wish.

i  certainly  wasn't  lying  back  then  when  i  told  you  i  liked  the  flower  very  much.   they're  so  beautiful..    san  lang,  can  we? 

i'd  be  happy  if  our  kids  looked  like  me,   because  that  would  mean  they  would  resemble  my  mother..    but  this  /is/  what  i  wanted.   i  told  you  before  i  wanted  a  mini  san  lang.   

@dianxins 
            
            no.  he  should  resemble  dianxia,  not  me.  my  sincerest  apologies,  i  truly  am  sorry.  this  isn’t  what  you  wanted,  it  isn’t.

i  hope  he  stays  just  like  this.    he's  /perfect/.   he'll  be  handsome just  like  my  san  lang. 

@laoqings 
            
            “  you  need  to  heal  first,  forget  about  them  for  now.  ”  sitting  on  the  side  of  the  bed,  long,   bleak  fingers  run  through  tangled  locks,  untangling   them  gently.  to  be  found  in  the  burial  mounds..  he  can  only  imagine  what  happened. 

he  shivers  over  a  coldness  that  doesnt  come  from  anywhere  in  particular.   he  refuses  to  let  go  of  his  a-die,   tears  brimming  his  eyes.    "   no..   i  need  to..  "   he  whispered  quietly.  "   the  sunshot  campaign..   my  friends  need  me.  "

@laoqings 
            
            before  wei  wuxian  knows  it,  they’re  back  at  puqi  shrine.  xie  lian  has  been  out  the  entire  day,  busy  with  his  own  things,  so  hua  cheng  takes  care  of  him.  setting  the  thinner  body  down  on  the  bed,  his  main  focus  is  healing  his  body,  making  sure  the  open  wounds  close  over  completely.  
            “  a-ying..    rest.  a-niang  will  be  back  soon.  ”