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    “Close your eyes,” Wei Ying says, and Lan Zhan, surprisingly obedient, does. He takes a piece of the dessert and presses it gently against Lan Zhan’s lips. He notices a gentle crease between Lan Zhan’s eyebrows, at first, before he—and again this is a surprise—opens his mouth to take the bite, lips brushing against Wei Ying’s fingertip. Wei Ying wrenches his hand away, nearly dropping the plate. It’s clearly been too long since he last slept with anyone if he’s having impure thoughts about his coworkers eating food at 3pm on a Wednesday.

    Or: Lan Zhan and Wei Ying work in the NYC test kitchen for an unnamed food magazine.

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    15 May 2021

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    The girl looked from the pastry to the wide brown eyes of the mayor’s son. She hadn’t expected it to work quite so easily. It was no fun tricking someone who would just hand you their food the minute you came around looking like you wanted it. She sat back up and told him, rather triumphantly, that she had just had a big lunch and that he shouldn’t be so gullible. He gave her half the pastry anyway, and she ate it, feeling like one of them was still being tricked, but not sure anymore which it was.

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    13 May 2021

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    “Do you know him?” Jin Wang asks.

    The ringing in Zhou Zishu's ears gets louder. “No, Wangye,” he says.

    At Zhou Zishu’s voice, the prisoner freezes.

    Or: Jin Wang tries another way to get Zhou Zishu back.

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    11 May 2021

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    He couldn’t find anything in Wen Kexing’s body that should be keeping him from waking; it stood to reason that it was his mind that was the problem. Zhou Zishu probably knew Wen Kexing’s mind as well as anyone else alive or dead, and he doubted it was straightforward. So he read about the techniques of Healer Valley, and held Wen Kexing’s wrist or his hand or his cool cheek. The prevailing theory was that the best way to settle a person’s mind for them was in dreams. After all, wasn’t it dreams that told the truth when nothing else would?

    Zhou Zishu wasn’t sure that was true. And he didn’t imagine that Wen Kexing would appreciate having his secrets dragged into the light that way. But frankly it was his own fault; it wasn’t as though he’d left Zhou Zishu any choice. If Wen Kexing would only wake up, he would welcome his complaints.

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    07 May 2021

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    "I'm not going to die of spoiled blood," Zhou Zishu groans, "Good heavens, Lao Wen ah."

    "Indeed not! I won't let you," Wen Kexing agrees, and threads the needle. They fall silent as he stitches the wound closed. He can feel Zhou Zishu's eyes on his face, but he doesn't dare look up to meet his gaze; he doesn't want to prick him by accident. No, Zhou Zishu will not die of spoiled blood.

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    Evening, night, and morning at Four Seasons Manor.

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    07 May 2021