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It was a wonderful evening, and Dan Heng was sitting out on the couch, with his suit all tidy. It was his first time wearing a suit, seeing that most of the missions he went with Ren usually had him wearing a dress. Ren steps out of the room.
“Ugh, all the dresses Kafka got for me are a bit too tight on me.” He grumbled.
Oh how he wishes that Bailu could see, she could help out by tying up Ren’s hair into a braid. Ren’s dress was a beautiful crimson dress with black accents, with a slit down on the right side revealing his leg.
“It looks great, except for the fact you don’t exactly fit..” Dan Heng laughed.
“Haha, very funny..” Ren throws a pillow over towards Dan Heng.
“Shall we, my dearest? Or should I say, my dear lady?” Dan Heng asked.
“Alright alright, gee if Silver Wolf were here she would say you got no rizz.” Ren grumbled.
It was a beautiful evening, the fresh breeze of the evening sky. Ren teases Dan Heng a bit before heading on over to the local teahouse.
“Remember the time you tried to stab me? I swear if an alternative version of me popped out from a different time layer at that moment it would have felt pretty awkward..”
“Heh it sure was. But not as crazy as the fact that technically we now know 2 Baihengs.”
It was yet another fleeting moment, one would they both wish to spend the rest of their lives together, reconciling until the last moment.