[UN: philanthropist | Video]

[ghostlord]

[He has set up dummies - a small army of them - and he walks before them, one arm behind his back, holding his fan.]

When it comes to Zhou Zishu and myself...

[He comes to a halt before the dummies and stands straight, a living weapon.]

If I hear any gossip regarding us...

[The fan is unveiled in full and with a slash, it takes off one head, another, another - a whole line of them - before it returns to Wen Kexing's hand.]

Are we clear?

Comments

[ghostlord]

[Zishu now has a guardian, someone who loves him sincerely and passionately. He is not allowed to harm himself - with weapons, with nails, with drink. All of it is disallowed unless Zishu is open to Kexing harming himself too.]

I have belonged to A-Xu my whole life.

[He spins them with a giddy smile.]

Did our child try to follow you this morning? He is getting better at using his legs.

[fated_dance]

[ As does Kexing. Just as fiercely. Just as sincerely. Zishu nudges their noses together before laughing as they spin. He doesn't clutch at his silly Lao Wen. He won't be dropped. ]

Aah. He did. Each day he's a little less clumsy.

[ But still strangely cute! ]

[ghostlord]

I have been giving him lessons. [Kexing beams proudly and sets his darling safely back on his feet. Of course he won't drop his A-Xu! That's just crazy.]

He stretches his legs everyday and then he lets me rub his belly.