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[ghostlord]

"A truly wise man does not display his wisdom. Such is the secret of being well-liked."

I am late in introducing myself to the masses, do forgive me. I am Wen Kexing and I hail from the same world as none other than Zhou Zishu!

[Imagine him giving him the greatest speech. Only through text.]

I admire the adventurous spirits of the few I have met in person. What else shall we discover about our temporary abode? Are there tragic secrets that would break the strongest heart? Or perhaps treasure for us to carry home, to live like kings, like emperors once our tasks are done?

Remember, don't be greedy.

[Though he probably will be despite his username.]

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[ghostlord]

[Swallowing awkwardly, Kexing pulls back to scrutinize Zishu's perfect face. He kisses his soulmate again - this time on his forehead.]

Whatever you decide, I'm right behind you. I want A-Xu to live and to smile and laugh. I want him to know he is loved. But I also know I might not be the best candidate for him. I've done a lot of awful things.

[fated_dance]

[ Zishu leans into the sweet kiss with a little sigh and brushes gentle fingertips over his soulmate's handsome face. ]

With you beside me, I will. It doesn't matter to me what you've done. You're with me now. Whatever happens, we face it together.

[ghostlord]

[He believes him. He believes him down to his soul. Kexing leads Zishu to the bed and sits down on the side of it.]

You don't have all of the memories we'll make together, but you accept me anyway. I adore you. I know I can be silly, but I really do.

[fated_dance]

[ Following his love to the bed, he straddles Kexing's thighs. ]

We can make new memories. I trust you have told me what I need to know.

[ Zishu claims a soft kiss this time. ]

You make me laugh. Lao Wen, that's a precious gift. I don't want you to stop being silly.

[ghostlord]

[Kexing smiles, utterly delighted at Zishu's choice. He immediately welcomes him, kissing his cheek.]

You will have more reasons to carry on in the future. Chengling needs you, my little A-Xiang is in love...

[He chuckles and then hums, returning the pressure.]

There will be a wedding - and then grandchildren. Without you, I might go mad from the preparations!

[fated_dance]

[ Where else should he be? Zishu smiles back, fingers tracing that beautiful smile. Chuckling at the plea for help with grandchildren! ]

You have me. We'll meet each child together.

[ghostlord]

[Nowhere else. Kexing chases and kisses Zishu's fingers, his eyes bright and happy.]

We have to name one Xu.

[fated_dance]

[ Exactly. Zishu cradles Kexing's face, thumbs rubbing tenderly over soft skin. ]

Of course.

[ghostlord]

[He settles. The angry violent part of himself becomes serene and Kexing holds Zishu's hands against his face.]

But you will always be my A-Xu.