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[xue_yang]

Do you have something to say to me? Leave it here and I might get back to you.

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[shuanghuas]

[ his voice is tense, unhappy. ]

Xue Yang.

[xue_yang]

[he should have seen this coming..how hard is it going to be to act like his normal self.]

Well, well..to what do I owe this honor of you contacting me?

[shuanghuas]

Meng Yao seemed insistent at one point that we spoke. I do not wish to speak with you but - [ ...well, they're both here, right? ] what is the price for your behaving now?

[xue_yang]

The price? I'm not sure I understand. I believe I've been behaving quite well.

[shuanghuas]

That's my whole point, you've been here and caused no trouble. Why?

[xue_yang]

Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean I haven't caused it.

Maybe I just feel like I get to enjoy a little down time. No one is asking me to take out anyone right now.

[shuanghuas]

You're a skilled liar, but I still wished to ask you directly in the hopes you might be honest.

You don't need anyone asking you -[ he sounds agitated ] Baixue was not something you were ordered to do.

[xue_yang]

That's true. But I was younger and not as wise as I am now.

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[feixuehua]

[On the other end of the line, it's a voice he never thought he would hear again. Soft, very soft, and calm. Perhaps, the voice that he probably never wanted to hear again, but it doesn't matter. Nothing is. But it's something lingering on his mind. That Xue Yang is on the train and he was well-known by many. The arrival and the last few days are disorienting, but he is here, he has managed, and made it the first week being oriented by the other passengers. Should he speak to him? Is the man capable of regret? Picking his words carefully]

Xue Yang, I heard you are here. Wei Wuxian told me so. I heard a lot of things. [There's a long pause after that. Does he want to meet him? If he explains his intentions, then they can avoid a violent encounter and reach a measure of peace without confrontation, since he cannot see and he can't know who he is passing by in the corridor.]

You have been here for a while. I suppose, I would like to hear your side of the story. But only when you want to. Whenever you need to.

[After that, there's a soft click to disconnect the message. He doesn't expect an answer back. It's only an offer that he will listen instead of confronting him with his sword, and opening the door to him for a chance at peace.]

evening of 11/27 after everyone boarded on train; voice message

[stardustofdawn]

[So many mixed feelings. At first, he thought he should rejoiced that his original tormentor was killed, finally dead. But no, over time, he finds that he's honestly isn't too happy to discover that he has been killed during the mission. Xue Yang is many things, strong, arrogant, confident, and foolish at times, but...

He doesn't expect an answer back. There's a reverence in silence. He'll be surprised if there will be an answer back later on, but...no. Just a message he'll leave on for Xue Yang to discover later and to ponder once he returns and have his welcome back drinks with their friends.]

Xue Yang. You...

[Now it's your turn to leave me too soon. He pauses for a little bit. What else to say? That he still have much to live for and have much to answer to?]

[Barely a whisper. There's a sniffle in his voice as he's done crying. He doesn't want to be a weakling. Not anymore.] You jerk! How could you leave? Now nobody is going to help me eat these strawberries. They're good on cakes. I'm making strawberry shortcakes. I can't eat it all by myself. I will save it for you, and you...

[No, the cake isn't the point. There isn't any. He's exaggerating. The point is, he's truly grieving. With emotion in his voice] You better come back!

[Message disconnects with a soft click]

[Voice]

[ayao]

Are you too busy to meet with me, Chengmei? Or shall I search the luggage for you? I suppose if I don't hear from you, that is exactly what I will do.

[His tone is light and playful, but that could be a ruse. Meng Yao never shows his full hand to anyone.]

[Voice]

[xue_yang]

I'm not too busy but I could still meet you in luggage if rummaging around in there is something you enjoy.

[Xue Yang will keep the surprise out of his voice over the sudden message.]

[Voice]

[ayao]

If you would stop dying inconveniently, it wouldn't be a habit. [Will there be any end to the sass?] Come to the Library.

[Voice]

[xue_yang]

I managed to stay alive the last mission so I must be getting better.

I'm not far from there. [won't take him long to get to the library and he has to admit he is curious.]

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[ayao]

I nearly froze my toes off with it! [Thus why he is wearing his orange hoodie instead of his robes. The memory of the chill is enough to cause him to shudder.]

Then hurry.

[xue_yang]

[He practically rolls his eyes in amusement as he enters the library.]

Clearly we need to toughen you up.

[ayao]

[Meng Yao looks less austere in his little hoodie. Stop judging him so hard, Xue Yang!]

I didn't die.

[He pushes out a chair.]

Sit.

[xue_yang]

[He settles into the chair and relaxes with a smirk.]

Are you going to hold dying over my head for the rest of this life?

Gift

[stardustofdawn]

[In their past, he remembered buying candy and leaves it on the pillow for his housemates to find in that house they shared for years. It feels so long ago for him and yet he remembered that's him of what he used to do in that past life. Still, he heard of the holiday from the crewmates. It seems simple enough, but also to let his feelings known, knowing how much it might mean to Xue Yang. He doesn't have much, but he is always very giving.

When Xue Yang wakes up in the morning, he'll find being laid next to him on the pillow, a pouch of heart-shaped chocolates and assorted candies, but also freshly made tanghulu, which is candied caramelized strawberries and apples, that he made and cooked himself to enjoy for the romantic holiday]

[xue_yang]

[When he wakes up he stares at the package. He doesn't know what day it is or if there is a reason that there is something tasty left for him. BUt it brings a grin to his face as he stares at it. He picks up the chocolates and starts to eat them. He might as well sit and enjoy his gift.]

[stardustofdawn]

He has gotten up earlier to help out with chores, but he's too distracted to be efficient. He spent most of the morning making the candies fruits and assemble the chocolates for him.

Thankfully the roommates are out and they're alone. When he sees him awake and he accepts his gift and he eats them, enjoying the sweets, wordlessly he sits to him and presses himself against him. "Xue Yang..." He murmured and wears a thin nightgown on purpose so he can feel the shape and warmth of his body and see much of his skin for skin to skin contact.

[xue_yang]

Xue Yang looks at Xingchen in amusement. It is pretty clear what the other man wants so early in the day. To think he went to this much effort just so that they could have another moment like the one on his birthday.

"Is there something you want, daozhang?" He smirks as he teases him, hand coming up to touch the silky nightgown, feeling it between two fingers.

[stardustofdawn]

He shifted on his bed with a shiver as he allows his lover to touch him, feeling a trickle of heat to his loins. He mumbles sleepily, "I heard from the crew members that it's Valentine's day from their world. You give gifts like chocolate and candy to your love. I thought you might like tanghulu, so I made some, and we could share."

He only sighs as there isn't much of a barrier between them and he isn't stopping him to lift the thin nightgown. "There's no one here for another hour Xue Yang and I'm not particularly busy."

[xue_yang]

"Did you kick them out for an hour?" Xue Yang is amused by all of this as he starts to push that nightgown out of the way just enough to dive a hand beneath it and seek out Xingchen's length. Curious to see if the man is already excited.

"What do you want to do, daozhang?" He feigns innocence even as his palm makes contact with that warm piece of flesh between Xingchen's legs.

[stardustofdawn]

"No, they have schooling and training to go, so they are probably out for the entire morning." He wraps his arms around him, shivers at the cold when he tugs the nightgown out of the way and he spread his long legs willingly for this man and allows him to touch him. He will indeed find his length, soft and aching for his touch.

"Xue Yang...good morning to you too." He moans sweetly, the way Xue Yang wanted to hear as he makes him moan. "Mm. You, I think~." He answered as he writhes and grinds against his hand. With a hum as he nips on his neck, "Whatever you desire."