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January 5 - January 15, 2025
Look, he’d only refused out of habit. If Luo Binghe had just pestered him a little more, he would have agreed! Who could have guessed that after a mere wave of his hand, Luo Binghe would rush out the door to go find a corner to sulkily grow mushrooms in…?
“Mm?” Shen Qingqiu cocked his head. Both his tone and expression brimmed with one hundred and twenty percent warm indulgence—a promise to grant whatever request Luo Binghe might have.
Even though they were both Luo Binghe… For what reason had that one been able to meet this sort of Shen Qingqiu, while he had only met a rotten bastard—vindictive, petty, and jealous to the core?
And yet the, “Come with me,” that left his mouth in that instant was involuntary, and it was addressed to Shen Qingqiu.
“And your shizun will never throw you away, ever again.”
Yue Qingyuan shouldn’t have met this kind of fate. For the purpose of attending a decades-late appointment, in order to fulfill a futile, meritless promise. The sword broken, the man dead. It shouldn’t have been like this.
When something makes you sad, when something brings you pain, why continue to force yourself to do it?
Tianlang-Jun had said, “But why is loving a person such a difficult thing?”
It truly is difficult, it thought. But no matter how difficult, it’s less difficult than making one’s heart stop loving.
Mobei-Jun thought about it. With the paths his mind was given to take, there was no telling how he had interpreted “unique” feelings. “Beat them up three times a day?” Luo Binghe made a stop gesture with one hand and said wisely, “You don’t need to answer.”
Mobei-Jun looked askance at him. “So, if you want to be liked by a man, the best method is to act pathetic?”
“Shizun, I can’t hold on for much longer.” Shen Qingqiu didn’t speak. Luo Binghe smiled. “It’s true. Shizun, if you don’t wake up soon, I…I won’t be able to hold on for much longer.”
Shen Qingqiu leaned down and said into his ear, “Tonight, I feel like…I like you a great deal.”
“Great Master” Liu! Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky didn’t write a green Jinjiang mpreg novel! After very impolitely blasting “Great Master” Liu off Qing Jing Peak, Shen Qingqiu still felt like he was numb from a particularly electric shock. “How can a man give birth to a child?”
She’d gone on and on, hyping it all up until it had practically been raining flowers, but she’d failed to say: “Shen Qingqiu, your fated partner is a fucking man!”
Shang Qinghua silently added a note beside Luo Binghe’s name: A hopeless masochist. Beyond cure.
But as soon as he reached him, Luo Binghe grabbed his arm. “Shizun, marry yourself to me, won’t you?”
