#爱书人

[ziqianxiaoye666]

喜欢白丝嘛

[bogleech]

🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

[hami-gua]

生生世世

Love between an immortal and mortal is forbidden by the heavenly law. By loving a mortal, the immortal pays a price. Dan Heng, rather, his past incarnations are no exceptions to this law.

This work contains both English and Chinese (translation provided). Apologies in advance if the Chinese dialogues aren't great. Something may be incorrect or inaccurate, all for the sake of the plot.

Reader has a given nickname and last name but not first name.

[This work is also on AO3 and more polished there, as it is in chapter format.]

Dan Heng x f! Reader

A man approaches the altar that held a glowing stone. Confused, he turned to another man beside him.

“What is this?”

“This is a stone that held your memories from your previous two lives.”

“And why do you insist that I use it?”

“I believe it’s time you find out yourself, Dan Heng.”

The man, Dan Heng, looked at his “partner” with an eyebrow raised. Trusting him, Dan Heng reaches out to the stone and picks it up. After a few seconds, he begins to feel an oncoming headache and steadies himself on the altar. Yet the effort is deemed futile as he soon blacks out.

The first time he met her in this life, was when he assumed a name, Yubie. She had been selling flowers, calling out to any and all souls that happened to pass by. A certain flower had caught Yubie’s attention. Being a minor god living in the moon palace, he had never seen such a flower before. And before he knew it, he had picked up the flower and began to inspect it.

“先生，您看上了这朵花了吗？“ [Sir, is this the flower you choose?]

Yubie, a tad embarrassed and shy, merely nodded. The girl only smiled back gently, the gentle dulled pinks and purples of her robe brushed against the cart as she reached for others of the same kind, bundling them and checking the pot they were held in.

“先生若有什么需求，可以叫我一声！“ [If sir has any needs, you only need to call me!]

“嗯，知道了。谢谢，姑娘。” [En. Understood. Thank you, young girl.]

“哎呀，应该的！” [Aiya, it’s what I should do!]

Yubie blushed as his eyes grazed through the other different flowers. His eyes lands on a peony, leading him to think about Jing Yuan. The general hardly ever visits the moon palace anymore, but when he does, it’s always a pleasant surprise. He’s due to visit soon, but Yubie couldn’t think of a gift to give. Picking up the flower, Yubie calls for the flower girl.

“就这两个，谢谢。“ [Just these two, thanks.] Yubie cleared his throat awkwardly, handing the two flowers to the girl.

“一颗银子。“ [One piece of silver.]

Yubie’s eyebrows raised in surprise, having not expected the price.

“一颗？为何要怎么少？“ [A piece? Why do you ask for that less?]

The girl replied back without even a thought, “因为不管有多少钱，想要有花就可以有花。再说了，卖花只是我的爱好。“ [Because it doesn’t matter how much money you have, if a flower is what you want, then you get a flower. Besides, selling flowers is just a hobby I have.]

“爱好？“ [Hobby?]

“嗯！“ [Yeah!]

“什么是爱好？“ [What’s a hobby?]

The girl’s jaws drop open. Never had she ever heard of someone not knowing what a hobby is.

“爱好就是喜欢做什么就做。比如，有些人喜欢看书，唱歌等。您呢？“ [A hobby is something you like to do. Like, some people like reading, others singing and so on. You?]

“我。。。我没有，“ [I… I don’t have one.] Yubie trailed off, his cheeks flushing in embarrassment.

“啊？！真假的？像您这样的人，没有爱好还挺乖的嘞！“ [Ah?! Really? Those like you not having a hobby is quite odd!]

“像我这样的人？“ [Those like me?]

“嗯！就是有钱的人。“ [Yeah! Like wealthy.]

“哦。。。“ [Oh…]

Learning of selling flowers as a hobby, he debated whether or not to ask about her true line of work. Deciding to just go for it, Yubie asks, “请问姑娘，您。。。是做什么的？“ [Young girl, what… do you do for a living?]

The girl looks at him for a split second before pulling out a find pressed silk threads that forms the shape of a flower. Orange blossoms to be exact.

“我是做各种各样的簪子。不过随着有些人的需求，其它头饰也可以。“ [I make all kinds of hair sticks. Though, through some customer’s needs, I can also make other head accessories.]

Yubie observes the hair stick, eyes glimmering at how well made it is. But their conversations is cut short when the distant bell tower chimes, signaling the time. The girl looks up and takes a note of the sun’s position with a gasp.

“抱歉先生，看来我该回家了,” [Sorry sir, it seems like I have to go home.] The girl quickly said as she rushes to pack everything up. Yubie could do nothing but awkwardly stand to the side, watching. As the girl began pulling the cart away, Yubie stops her.

“哪个，姑娘，您的名字。。。“ [Um，young girl. Your name…]

The girl turned towards him with a shy smile, “啊。。。我姓李，叫__。不过叫我棉棉就行啦！您呢？“ [Ah… Last name’s Li, first name __. But calling me Mian Mian will do! You?]

“雨别。“ [Yubie]

“雨别。。。好优雅。很适合您，” [Yubie… so elegant. It suits you.] the girl smiled, sending poor Yubie’s heart sputtering.

“实在是不好意思，雨先生。我真的得回家了。“ [So sorry, Yu sir. I really must get home.] The girl bowed before pulling her cart away as Yubie simply stood there, watching as her form got smaller and smaller. He too turns and leaves after.

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The next time he sees her was when a village had been faced with a terrible fire. After saving her, he was told that the nation has been threatened by a foreign unknown source. Not a villager had a clue where they came from. But all describe the forces as wearing all black with specks of gold, almost like liquid gold.

“雨先生——“ [Yu sir—]

“雨别就行了。“ [Yubie will do.]

“雨别，他们是谁啊？我从没见过他们那样的人。“ [Yubie, who are they? I’ve never seen people like them before.]

Yubie was silent, unsure if he should tell her. Yet his consciousness ruled that if she doesn’t know, she’ll be more likely to run into trouble.

“他们不是人。“ [They aren’t human.]

The girl looked back at him, shocked.

“不是人？” [Not human?]

“按理说，他们原来是人。” [Logically speaking, they were human once.]

“原来。。。那发生了什么？他们现在为何不是人了呢？” [Originally… then what happened? Why aren’t they human now?]

“魔阴。” [Mara.]

“魔阴是什么？” [What’s mara.]

“一种能让人变成魔妖的病。” [A disease that turns humans into demonic beings.]

“怎么可怕！那我们该如何打败他们啊？” [That’s tarrying! Then how do we defeat them?]

Yubie smiles at her and reaches up to pat her head. The girl in turn didn’t seem to mind, rather, she leans into him. His arm then slowly lowers to her elbows as he tightened his hold around her.

“这是神仙们的战争。咱们就把这个留给他们吧。” [This is a battle for immortals and gods. We just leave these to them.]

The girl smiled, leaning further into Yubie. The two sat in silence, gazing out into the setting sun.

“雨别？“ [Yubie?]

“嗯？“ [Yeah?]

“你喜欢哪个神仙呀？“ [Who’s your favorite immortals and gods?]

Yubie sat there, unsure what to answer. Afraid that if he does, he’ll be giving his identity away.

“我不知道。喜欢的神仙们太多了，” [I don’t know. I like a lot of them.] He gave a half true answer, “你呢？“ [You?]

“饮月君！” [Imbibitor Lunae!]

Her answer took Yubie by surprise. Fighting an intense blush from rising, he looks at her, fully interested in her answer and yearns for a reason.

“你为何要选饮月君？“ [Why must you choose Imbibitor Lunae?] He asked, his heart beats erratically.

“他可是青龙。又聪明又疼人。再说，他是一条龙! 龙还挺可爱的呢。“ [He’s the green dragon. Smart and caring towards humans. And he’s a dragon! Dragons are quite cute.]

With every word she spoke, the redder Yubie’s face and ears became. After, the girl takes notice of his reddening ears and teasingly asks him, “诶呀，耳朵怎么都红啦？” [Aiya, why are your ears read?]

Yubie’s eyes began blinking rapidly as he quickly turns his head away from her. “难道。。。你。。。” [Could it be… you…] The girl trailed off, making Yubie panic as he started to believe that she’s going to figure out his true identity.

“你也很喜欢银月君！” [You also really like Imbibitor Lunae!]

Yubie breathed out a sigh of relief as he nodded shyly to her words. Safe for another day, he thought. And just like that, the two began telling each other of their past. Yubie, making his as vague as he can.

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The third time Yubie saw her, was also his last time seeing her. An intense battle had broken out within the nation. Phantylia and her forces made a move on the girl’s village. Anxiety gripped Yubie’s heart as he rushed there. Yet when he arrived, not a mara-struck soldier could be spotted. None that was living anyways.

Running through the street, he called out for any survivors. Not getting an answer, he sent his force to dig through rubble. He himself though, began running around, calling for the girl. Yet his call once again remains unanswered. It wasn’t until he was on the verge of giving up, did he see flowers scattered behind a particularly large rubble. Yubie’s heart picked up as he rushed behind it, only to have his hopes shattered when he saw the state the girl was in. Carefully, he picked her up and automatically felt the blood trickling onto his hand. Her chest had been pierced by a sword as her head had crashed onto something, leading her temple to bleed profusely.

Plip. Plop. Tears fell onto the girl’s cold skin as Yubie held onto her cold dead hands tightly. He cradles her close to him as he cried, his heart sinking in never-ending despair. ‘Is this what heart break feels like? I never got to tell her…‘

For all the light and hope she gave him, Yubie could only repay with a kiss to her forehead and a love confessed too late.

I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you soon enough.

The first time he met her in his next life was when he went by Dan Feng. She had entered the inn where he was at with attendants by her side. He was in the middle of a conversation with Yingxing when he heard a commotion at a table in the corner. It caught the pair’s attention as they both turned to see a man close to their age in appearance, harassing the girl. She continued drinking her tea as the man and her attendant argued.

“I’ll say, you need to properly teach your attendants!” The man snarled.

“Sir, do you not have manners?”

“You! How are you speaking to me huh?! I’m a young master! Young master!”

“Who cares if you’re a young master or not. You can’t even recognize her highness, so are you really a young master?”

“You!” The man raises a hand to hit the attendant.

Unable to watch or listen any further, Dan Feng gets out of his seat and walks towards the man.

“Enough!”

The man stops and glares at Dan Feng as the girl glances up from her cup.

“And who are you?!”

Dan Feng doesn’t answer him. Instead, he states, “You are aware that hitting any servant of a princess is strictly forbidden.”

The man scoffs once more before walking out of the inn. The attendant bows to him as he held her arms, telling her there was no need.

“感谢公子。“ [Thank you, childe.]

“不必。他刚才为何生气？” [No need. Why was he mad?]

The attendant looks at Dan Feng before looking at the girl then back to him again.

“Well…”

The attendant is cut off as the girl sets down her cup.

“他想追求我。我没同意。“ [He asked for my hand. I didn’t agree.]

The attendant looked at her shocked by her ease of language.

“公主！可不能怎么随意说出！万一。。。“ [Princess! You can’t just say that so casually! What if…]

The girl sighs as Yingxing approaches the group. She slowly stands with the help of her other attendants.

“It’s okay. At this time, long story short is the way to go. It saves time. Anyone can charge in at any given moment and attack.”

The girl faces Dan Feng properly before giving a slight bow, her head never once lowering.

“感谢公子帮了我。“ [Thank you for helping me, childe.]

“It is something I should do,” he bows back, head lowered.

The girl gives him a small smile before turning and leaving the inn with a small limp. Dan Feng watches her leave; a tug of familiarity was felt as Yingxing clears his throat.

“Why didn’t you ask for her name?”

Dan Feng shoots him a look, “人家是公主，不礼貌。“ [She’s a princess, it’s ill-mannered.]

Yingxing smirks in return, “人家是公主，我们是神。” [She’s a princess, we are gods.]

Dan Feng could only tsk as he whacks Yingxing’s arm while glancing around to ensure that no one heard.

“Are you trying to expose us?” He hissed.

A giggle from Yingxing was all Dan Feng got.

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The next time he saw her was when he was invited to court. Or rather, Yingxing did and he decided to bring Dan Feng along. While Yingxing was locked in discussion with the emperor, Dan Feng wandered around the gardens as he heard a gentle zither playing. Following the sound, he finds the girl sitting at peace as her fingers plucked the silken strings. As if sensing him, she stops playing and turned towards his direction.

“何人？“ [Who is it?]

Dan Feng steps out from behind the bamboo trunk as he gracefully made his way towards her.

“Princess’ playing is rather elegant. It holds much clarity.”

The girl blushed before lowering her gaze to her zither as her hand gently runs up and down the strings.

“Why have you entered the palace today?”

“Ah, may princess forgive me. I came with a friend who is currently in a meeting with the emperor. I am not summoned; this I wander about.”

The girl merely smiles and invites him to tea as she played and chatted. And there it was, the feeling Dan Feng couldn’t shake off. That feeling of familiarity gnaws at his heart. Her eyes held that same mirth and her voice contains a much gentler lilt than he “remembers”. Sensing him spacing off, the girl asked, “Is there something wrong?”

Quickly trying to find an excuse, Dan Feng asked her, “Princess, what is your name?”

The girl smiled shyly before answering, “Li __. But those I know call me Mian Mian.”

’It’s that nickname again. Mian Mian.‘

“You asked for my name, so it is only fair I ask for yours.”

Dan Feng looks up at her with surprise, “Dan Feng.”

“Dan Feng… It’s an elegant name.”

“I — thank you, princess.”

The girl shifted, revealing a scarred leg. Her face briefly twists in pain noticed by Dan Feng. Seeing her leg, Dan Feng questioned her.

“What… happened to your leg.”

The girl places a hand on her leg, as if to cover it. She mulls over her words before saying, “It happened when I was young. An unwatched dog had gotten to me as I was playing. It bit me and wouldn’t let go until my sister had hit it with a branch while crying in fear. After investigating, my father found the dog belonged to a minister. The dog, turned out, bit more people. Mostly servants. So, every time they thought to tell, they were pressured by the minister to keep quiet. The minister wanted me gone so he could easily rise the ranks.”

“Why does he want you gone?”

“It probably has to do with me rejecting a marriage proposal.”

“With his son?”

The girl nodded.

“He wanted to ascend the ranks by having his son marry me. But I rejected the offer. His son is 15 years older, thus I can’t imagine the two of us spending a long life together.”

“Was your father upset at all?”

“No. He’s quite elated to be honest. Father was always eager to marry off his sons, but when it came to marrying off his daughters, he’s always the first to reject all suitors. At least, that’s what my brother tells me.”

“What became of the minister?”

“He was banished. Simple as that.”

“At least you’re safe now.”

The girl huffed, “This is a court. I only happen to live here. So how safe can it be?”

Dan Feng looked at her confused. Not fully grasping what she meant.

Months goes by. Dan Feng exchanges letter with the girl regularly. It went from mundane to adventurous, to rants. Until one day, he received a letter asking him to arrive at court for a celebration. Her birthday, he thought. A problem quickly presented itself: the girl’s birthday is coming up, and Dan Feng had no clue what to gift her. Perhaps a pearl will do. But that’s too plain. How about a bracelet? But she plays a zither, the bracelet will only get in the way.

’“This is a court. I only happen to live here. So how safe can it be?”‘

Her words echoed in his mind. The girl wears hair sticks a lot, so surely a hair stick concealing a small blade will easily go undetected. He nodded to himself. Yes. Surely this will work.

When the day of celebration came about, Dan Feng nervously fidgeted with the box that held the hair stick. Yingxing noticed his friend’s unusual behavior and gently nudged him. “Why are you so nervous?”

“What if she won’t like it?”

Yingxing rolled his eyes, “I don’t know if you’re aware, but she’s not known for her openness. For her to write to you regularly means she sees you as someone close. Someone trustworthy.”

Dan Feng looks at him deadpanned, “说人话。” [Speak human language.]

"Point is, she'll like it. It did come frome someone she trusts."

Dan Feng relaxes a bit as people filed into the castle then stopped before the girl to give her their well wishes. And before he knew it, he found himself standing before the girl. There she sat, in finely woven robes as Dan Feng knelt and held out the box with two hands.

“This is a hair stick I have made myself,” he states as a servant takes the box and presents it to the girl. She gingerly runs a finger over the hair stick, admiring the intricate etches.

“I hope the hair stick serves you well, in times of need of protection.”

“Thank you, Dan Feng.”

He bows before taking his leave as his heart yearns to glance at her once more. The feast commences, with servants bringing up various kinds of food. Throughout the night, Dan Feng kept glancing at her, only to look away when she looks towards him. Yingxing kept teasing him as his face flushed. It wasn’t until the banquet concludes does Dan Feng pulls Yingxing aside, ensuring they aren’t followed or eavesdropped on.

“What? Why are we in a secluded corner?” Yingxing asked confused.

“Yingxing… I think… I—” Dan Feng pauses, finding words to continue on.

“You what? Come on spit it out! We need to leave before we become seen as suspicious!”

“I think I fancy Mian Mian,” Dan Feng said quickly as his gaze falls in embarrassment.

Yingxing’s eyes widen with shock. In his life of knowing Dan Feng, never had his friend been so forward. Without a word, Yingxing dragged Dan Feng with him as the two made their way towards their carriage. Upon lifting the veil, he ushers Dan Feng on before entering the carriage himself. Sitting down, Yingxing hissed, “别忘了，我们是神仙。“ [Don’t forget, we are gods.]

Dan Feng only nods as his eyebrows furrow with confusion. Yingxing sighs through his nose and rolled his eyes at his friend’s expression.

“We are gods. Immortals. We can’t love mortals in a romantic sense even if we wanted to. You know the punishment that will befall us if we are caught in a romantic relationship with a mortal.”

“But I’m not immortal. I die and reform a new.”

“Yes to immortals, you perish easily. But to mortals, you are immortal in every sense. You retain your immortal name and your power after rebirth. That to a mortal still are signs of immortality.”

Dan Feng looks away, finding no words to refute Yingxing’s. He knows the punishment better than anyone, a past incarnation having gone through forced rebirth after slaying denizens of abundance and sealing Phantylia — had been found to harbor romantic feelings for a mortal. All Dan Feng learned was the mortal had already died, and did a favor for the other gods, this his sentencing was only forced rebirth instead of stripping his status along with it.

“Then… what do I do, Yingxing?”

Yingxing sat back in thought before answering, “What you do is up to you. You can choose to distance yourself or continue as her friend and bury your feelings for her.”

Dan Feng only nods, gaze seemingly absent.

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Two months passed as Dan Feng finds himself walking through the snow-covered winter grounds with the girl. The two chat amongst themselves as they slowly made their way towards the library. Both mentioned a liking towards the history and romantic literature. Finding his own collections low, he wrote to the girl, asking if he could read a few selections in the library, to which she agreed.

“藏书楼到了！” [We’ve arrived at the library!]

Before them stood a tall rounded tower with blackened roof and red columns with white walls. A style very reminiscent of the earlier century. Walking up to the two tall doors, the girl pushes it open with a huff as it slowly creaks open. The hall is silent, save for the clacking of the girl’s clogs and brushing of brocaded silks. The two went separate ways, browsing different scrolls and books then finding a place to sit as they read. The days passed like this until the girl had asked him to meet in the garden of her palace for supper.

As Dan Feng walked to her gate, it opened showing a young maid who took one look at him before inviting him in and leading him to the part of the garden where the girl waited. As he sat down, the girl spoke, “Have you heard? The denizens of abundance are on the move.” He looked at her with surprise.

“How long have you known about the denizens of abundance?”

“Ever since I turned 15. There was no way for people to not notice them any longer.”

Dan Feng remains silent, letting the girl rant.

“For as long as I have known, we’ve always been at war with the abundance. It’s carried on for hundreds of years now. When will it ever end?”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re a god, aren’t you?”

Her question stunned him. Not once did he mention anything about his association with the heavens, nor did he ever talk about what he does.

“How… how did you know?’

“Many things really. It’s not every day you see a middle-aged man locked in a deep conversation with a much younger man like they’ve known each other their whole life.”

“He’s not that old.”

“To you he’s not. But to me and many others, he is. And you never really told me what you do, yet you always seem to have money. You also are well read. More than your average wealthy person, and you know lots about art, as if you’ve spent centuries perfecting it. Not to mentions, you practically sleep where knowledge is kept. And don’t think I don’t see the look in your eyes when you gaze at the dragons at the library entrance.”

Dan Feng is silent for a moment before asking, “When did you find out?”

“Since the celebration on my birthday. No one is that brave enough to gift me a blade hidden in a hair stick. And again, to be able to afford pearls of that quality. If it wasn’t the threat of abundance, my father would definitely begin suspecting you.”

“And why does me being a god matter to you?” Dan Feng asked, his heart racing.

“Can’t you do something about it? Fight the abundance or a least gift us abilities to do so?”

“Even if I had the power, I can’t.”

“Why?”

“I don’t have the power to command many forces. I’m a minor god of the moon, not for battle. Even then, if I was a god of war, I will still need permissions from the rulers and anyone else I answer to.”

The girl falls silent.

“So you’re saying, you can only defend yourself?”

Dan Feng nods.

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The last time he saw her in this life was witnessing her be poisoned.

The day had started like any other, he met with her while in the company of Yingxing. The three had made their way to the market. After eating and drifting from vendor to vendor, they returned with a request to a banquet from the emperor. It was going well. All the food were served as normal while all guests watched dances and plays until everyone heard intense coughing.

“Someone fetch the doctor! Quick! The fourth princess has been poisoned!” a maid screamed.

All hell broke loose at once. People ran as if trying to escape as few turned to mara-struck soldiers. Dan Feng pushed past the havoc as he sees the emperor trying to cut his way through the denizens. By the time Dan Feng got to her, she was already weak.

“Mian Mian!” He called out to her while cradling her close to him. ‘No… it’s happening again. Just like last time.’

“Dan… Feng…”

“Shh. I’m here, you’ll be okay.”

“这话。。。是对我说的？还是。。。还是对你自己说的？“ [Your words… Is it said towards me? Or… or is it said towards yourself?]

“What do you mean?”

“I won’t make it,” her hand moved towards her mid-section, where the hair stick he had gifted her, is embedded deeply into.

“Why?”

“I was given a choice. Either turn into them, or die. It’s obvious which I chose.”

Dan Feng’s hand enclosed over hers as tears streamed down his face.

“你的手好暖啊。。。丹枫，你能陪着我吗？我好困啊。“ [Your hands are so warm… Dan Feng, can you stay with me? I’m so tired.] She whispered weakly.

He nodded as he clutched her cold hands. With each passing second, she grows weaker and weaker until her eyes closed and her breathing stills. It happened once again… I lost her again. He looked around, trying to catch sight of familiar locks of white. Yet, all he saw were the bodies of others. The servants, the emperor, ministers. But not a shadow of his friend in sight. Lifting the girl’s cold body in to a bridle carry Dan Feng carefully made his way through the palace as he finally sees his friend tending to those in need.

“Yingxing.”

Hearing his friend calling for him, Yingxing turns to see Dan Feng carrying the girl. Others who saw the pair bowed until their heads touched the stone, some even crying.

“Dan Feng…”

“I need your help getting her to the central palace.”

“Are you crazy? She’s never cultivated like I have. If you take her there, you’ll be punished!”

“And I’m willing to face that punishment.”

“Why?”

“Yingxing, I don’t think I can carry on another life without her.”

“And if she doesn’t remember who you are?”

“I’m a selfish man. You know that.”

Yingxing sighs heavily, “Okay. I’ll help you. But if anything happens along the way, I want you to go straight ahead. Don’ bother saving me. Do you understand?”

Dan Feng nods.

“Go. Flee. All of you. This place is no longer safe,” Yingxing commanded.

Heeding his words, everyone quickly fled, never looking back. The two quickly makes their way to the Hall of Worship. And just like what Yingxing suspected, denizens of abundance are hot on their trail. As they were reaching the gates, more mara-struck appears, cutting them off their path. Seeing as they have nowhere to go, Yingxing turns to Dan Feng, “Fly there. I’ll hold them off.”

Dan Feng holds Yingxing’s gaze as the denizens began closing in.

“Thank you, Yingxing.”

He gives a court nod to Dan Feng as he takes flight in the direction of the Hall of Worship. Yingxing locked eyes with a mara-struck soldier as he raises his sword, ready to face his imminent death.

By the time Dan Feng arrived, the sun was starting to set. Not letting anymore time go to waste, he teleports both himself and the girl to the central palace, collapsing onto his knees upon landing. By seeing the pair’s arrival, everyone rushed to them in shock.

“Quickly! Send a force to the capitol! They’re under attack by denizens! Please!” He begged.

Jing Yuan glanced at the empress as she gave a nod. He turns and leaves quickly, the doors slamming shut behind him.

“And why have you brought a deceased mortal? Where is Yingxing?” The empress asked, her voice steady.

Dan Feng looked down towards the girl before back up at the empress.

“I have come to ask you to grant her a new life. An immortal one.”

“And why should I fulfill your request.”

Dan Feng swallowed his unease. Yet he was spared when the empress sighed through her nose and said, “You are aware of the price?”

Dan Feng nods eagerly, “As long as she lives, I am willing to pay any price.”

“The rules say your existence and future is to cease. However, seeing as Li __’s father took great care of her as best he could, I will merely strip you of your status and have you undergo rebirth. Now, tell me where Yingxing is.”

“He stayed behind to ensure I made it to the Hall of Worship, your majesty.” The hall falls silent as the empress gracefully stands up and walks up to Dan Feng’s kneeling form. Two maids quickly approach and bowed before them.

“Stand.”

Doing as she commanded, Dan Feng stands, carrying the girl’s body.

“Hand her over to the maids. They will start the process. She will be born a new, as an infant from the petals of an orange blossom. As for you. Best make your way to Scalegorge then. The two of you shall meet once more on the 15th day of the seventh month two decades from now.”

Blinking slowly, Dan Heng began to come to his senses. Looking around, he realizes that he’s in his own room. The familiar light turquoise quilt covering him snuggly. Carefully, he sat up as the doors to his room opens and in walks Jing Yuan.

“You’re awake!”

“What happened?”

“Right after you took the memory gem, you passed out.”

A sudden headache attacked Dan Heng as he held his head and groaned.

“Mian Mian!”

“Easy there. You’ve just recovered.”

“Remind me why you want me to regain my memories.”

“Tomorrow is the 15th. Her majesty thought it would be best if you used the memory gem before then.”

Dan Heng pulls his quilt away from him and stands with the help of Jing Yuan. He slowly hobbles to his table where warm food awaits him at. Picking up his chopsticks, he slowly begins to eat while listening to Jing Yuan ramble about his day.

The next day, Dan Heng began preparing to meet the girl he’s dreamt about. What if she doesn’t like my anymore? He thought. He shook his head and smacked his face as he began to make his way to the destination Jing Yuan told him. When he arrives, he sees a feminine figure looking up at the moon. She is draped in light purple and pink silks. Sleeves long and skirts that trails. A gentle cyan pibo floats freely. Her hair adorned with many hair sticks that holds a looped bun. A fitting appearance for a fairy.

Walking up to her, Dan Heng cleared his throat — startling the poor girl. She spun around to face him, and when their eyes met, he saw the glimmers in her eyes. The longer they gazed at one another, the faster Dan Heng’s heart beats.

“棉棉。“ [Mian Mian.]

She smiles as she approached him and hugged him.

“丹恒。” [Dan Heng.]

He smiled, returning her hug. She whispered gently to him:

“谢谢。” [Thank you.]

As the moon reached high up in the sky, the two who waited two lives, shared a kiss of love and longing.

In certain times in history, emperors of China cherished their daughters, thus always choosing another girl from outside the court to be a "princess" and marry them off.

My rendition of 西王母 comes from my own understanding of what writings and media portray her as. She's caring and forgiving.

I am also today's years old when I learned that Queen Mother and Jade Emperor are only co-workers not married.

Pibo [披帛] is a type of shawl worn with hanfu. Most depictions of immortals and gods use pibo in a way to how halos are used in the west.

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This work was originally supposed to be titled 三生三世, but upon learning that it isn't actually an old saying, so I looked it up and found the two possible origins.

Beginning and ending dividers: nicodefresas

Middle dividers: fanguro

[meichenxi]

I procrastinated yesterday and wrote a story about the never ending intermediate plateau of language learning in chinese instead

here you go. it's got a god in it!

please don't correct anything lol. this was a learning experience and I am absolutely certain there are many things wrong with it. in fact there better be.

feat. excessive misremembering of guzhuangju vocabulary

中级草原

你睁开眼睛，猛然醒过来。这是哪儿呢？

四野都是慢慢的草原。寒风吹动草叶，冷得叫你快要冻僵了。你转身往后看，但又是一望无际的草原，远方环绕着碧绿的群山，山顶笼罩在薄雾之中。你恐慌地喊道，’有人吗?‘

你的声音在广阔的草原中回荡，唯一的回声。四周是一片死般的寂静。你皱了眉，想了想。

你到底在哪儿？发生了什么？又怎么能回家？

你好像一个人在草原中，没有半点人生的痕迹。你拖着脚往前走，四肢发抖。这到底是什么养的噩梦？

不久后，你的脚突然碰到了地上的什么东西，把你差点儿摔了一脚。你蹲下把东西捡起来，看它一眼。是 - 是 -

是一本书？！

你下意识地闭上了双眼。你的心跳渐渐下降。你心里想：这地方真是太吓人了吧! 只不过是一本书而已，凭什么把我吓成这样？

但不管怎么说服自己，你还是不能完全放松警惕。这整个地方处处都有异常，那本书肯定也是。万一有人对它下了咒？你的心跳在耳朵里回荡。你想了片刻，又想不起来别的办法试探它，终于鼓起了勇气，打开眼睛又看它一眼。

这次才发现，书上果然有字！

你双手发汗，伸手把书上的草叶擦一擦。

书上写着：’此处乃是中级草原，文神之地！中级学者以‘高级学者’之名装做语言高手，天下大罪！罪人一律处罚，毫无例外！’

啊？文神？你没看错吧？反正你的中文没那么好，有可能是你的阅读水平不够好。但书上明明写着 ’文神‘ 二字。

唉。你原本只是想睡一场午觉，怎么闹到这种地步？！文神。原来仙侠剧讲的都是实话，还真有此事！但中级草原又是什么？

你把书翻到第一页。乍看起来什么都没有，又看了一眼，黑黝黝的字突然出现了！

你结结巴巴地把第一行读出来 -

’文神不容辩解！自称高级学者，态度傲慢，行为无礼，惩罚如下：万年深刻反省，不许归回人间！文神待人宽大，从轻处罚，请罪人鞠躬谢恩！‘

又是中级草原！自称高级学生？谁是自称高级学生？你骄傲的想：可我明明已经是高级学生了，怎么会有如此丢脸的下场。。。！而且这哪里算是待人宽大，从轻处罚呢？还有最后��句 - 把她困在这里，人家还要你鞠躬致谢！

你心里想：这个文神说我态度傲慢？我看他才是!

你回头看一眼，依旧是茫茫的草原。你叹了口气。不知道为什么，但你突然不害怕。到了这个地步，害怕又有什么用？

也不是你第一天遇到难处。学中文的路程中哪天没有困难？

你的脸上露出一丝深沉的微笑。你心里想：每个难关是可以渡过的，而且你已经会写繁体字了。这世界上还有更可怕的事请吗？

你抬头看了天空，低声道，‘好吧。是！我承认：我是说自己是高级学生了，我是觉得自己很厉害了！我都承认！但你知道什么吗？学到今天都不容易！我为了中文把所有给我人生意义的爱好都放弃了，跟我的吉他分手了，甚至抛弃了我亲爱的电视！你还要我自卑吗？我不会！我为自己做出的一切感觉非常的骄傲！你说我是中级学生，高级学生，我都无所谓！你说的这些等级只不过是人造的分别！你看！大自然有山，有人，有树，有水！那天下还有高级的水吗？中级的树？你告诉我，这样说有道理吗？’

你的眼睛闪着愤怒的光芒，继续道：‘我不会放弃的。我的中文会好的，我对自己有信心。无论你怎么测试我，我都会接受！每一个挑战，我都会站起来迎接！这是我的诺言。你说文神待人宽大吗？要不这样：你给我一年的学习时间。一年后你下来测试我，我不会阻拦你的。如果我让你失望，那就依你处理吧！我发誓，我会接受处罚的，绝不会逃走。‘

你嗓音清亮道：’但是我若是表现得好 - 你得放过我才是。如果这次的诺言你不想遵守，我会向所有的仙人喊冤！天上的各个神仙，地下的各个妖魔鬼怪，都会知道你做事不正当，行为不轨呀！听到了吗？你这么强大的神仙欺负我，一个没信徒没法力的凡人，你怎么给他们一个交代？天庭哪儿会容得下这种品行呢？你总得给我一个机会改错吧？这样才算是宽大待人。文神大人，您看如何？‘

乌云遮天，电闪雷鸣。你闭上了双眼，不由地 ’啊！‘了一声，睁开眼睛后就看见 - 就看见 -

有一个男人站在你面前。此人穿着白衣，长发漆黑，面容慈和，姿态优美。他左手拿着一把扇子，右手不停地把玩碧绿的玉佩，具有学者风度。

你震惊地跪���去，深深地鞠了一个躬。‘文神大人！‘

你心里想: 完了完了，还真有此人，我死定了！

有一个温和的声音道：’好了好了，别喊了。免礼平身！‘

你谨慎地站了起来，惊奇地看着他。你心里想：啊，我刚才为什么要惹他生气。。。！

他微微一笑，双眼闪着深不可测的光芒。

你终于咳嗽一声。‘大人，这是。。？ ‘

白衣文神轻轻地笑了一声。’还能是什么？你的请求，我准了。’ 他的声音斯文，双眼却炯炯发光，让你浑身冰凉。‘其实你根本没必要这样威胁我。像你这样口才好的凡人真是难得！你的中文也不错，但关键是确实还没达到高级水平啦。你可知罪？’

你低声道：‘小人知罪。‘

他又笑了一声。‘嗯，不错，敬语也学会了！那我们随你办事吧。我想给你这次机会。一年之后，我会回来找你，看看你有没有你说的本事。如果你真让我失望，我可饶不了你哦。‘

他嘴角上挂着会心的微笑。

过了半响，你嗓音颤抖地道：‘那 - 那我现在怎么办？’

他眨一下眼，道：’好好读书！‘

文神把清白的扇子扇了两次，潇洒地挥手，一道闪电划过了天空。你震惊地用手保护眼睛，睁开双眼 -

你一抬头，他就消失了。

你松了口气。草原依旧是一望无际的绿海，天空又回到了蓝色。只有一点不同：地上又有一本书。你蹲下把它捡了起来，发现这这本比另一本大。书名叫：‘现代汉语大词典。‘

你无奈地笑了一声。除了微风吹动草叶以外，草原是静止的。你把书打开，从第一词条开始学习，心里想：的教训我接受了，我再也不会说自己是高级学生了。但我回凡间之后，一定能把HSK6级考得好！

----

(also for legal reasons the bit about traditional chinese was a joke. I'm just still completely illiterate by hand in chinese so. it remains my greatest demon)

[fsg-settings]

【FSG设定整合】Papyrus（咖啡） 关于咖啡的自杀

咖啡

*自闭症口齿不清，只能写字。是高功能自闭症，吐字有困难、发音很困难，乍一看就能感觉到是行为有问题的小孩。他灵魂控制说话的区域有缺陷。

他在一些问题上可能很低能，可能没有办法完成最简单的叠衣服叠被子，但能立刻告诉你一个十位数是不是素数；可以随手画工程级别的精密的设计图地图，但是让他画卡通画就会变成狗爬……

封面上写着“随手涂鸦”的本子里面有火箭制造图，而封面写着“我的认真创作”的本子里全是忍者神��大战变形金刚之类的儿童涂鸦。

*上学就会被霸凌所以不再上学，就是拼命念书打游戏看漫画，书看一遍就会背。

*他的笔记本只是一本普通的笔记本，没有特定的用途，甚至偶尔用来涂鸦。

 

*喜好是普通的小男孩喜好，超级英雄、汽车、飞机之类的，但是唯独“不喜欢枪”。

 

*红酒的更衣间里有很多给他做的衣服，但是太正经了都是西装啊、衬衫之类的，他不想穿。

 

*一回家就锁门躲起来打游戏，红酒叫他吃饭，他会小声说“谢谢”。

*咖啡吃垃圾食品会被红酒骂，厨房高水台下面屯着红酒没收的垃圾食品，打开发现咖啡躲在里面全吃光了。

 

*咖啡只有红白机，其他从垃圾堆里捡的东西会被烧毁。打游戏时间太长会被红酒拉电闸。

会去垃圾场找游戏卡带。你可以在垃圾场找到卡带以后投进咖啡的信箱，之后像原作一样对暗号能得到咖啡房间的钥匙。可以在房间里玩收集到的卡带。

→音效声音太大会被红酒投诉，但是发现是你在打游戏就放任了。

“哦，是你！多玩一会儿吧，接触游戏会让你的脑子灵活。”

*会赖床会熬夜打游戏。音效太吵的话会被红酒拉电闸。

*烟可能是从Grillby那里搞的。红酒不让抽烟，所以躲进树林里抽。

 

*Chara一出门就能看见他留下的小纸条和他飞快跑远的身影。纸条的内容是自我介绍以及推荐Chara躲藏的地点。担心Chara被红酒骗走直接被提取灵魂。小纸条内容：

“我哥哥虽然是个好哥哥，但是对待你这样的外人会很冷酷，请不要相信我的哥哥。”

 

*小时候见过船夫，会写字条说“大哥哥”。

*在NE/GE杀了船夫，咖啡（字条）：

“我知道你对大哥哥做了什么。”

 

*会在最后审判你。你杀死了所有爱着他的人和他爱的人，所以他在GE线用哥哥给的最讨厌的武器拼了命地要杀死你。审判的时候会留一路纸条，中途会说短句。

*大堂里有很多工业的管道，他会躲在管道后面，你的攻击完全miss。你还要绕着管道障碍物躲避他的攻击……攻击还是穿透攻击。因为GB的嘴里有个加特林，所以一个GB还会出现子弹轮流不同时间打出来的情况。

 

*知道有其他时间线，但也没什么反应，他活在当下，眼前的事情安好就可以了。

  

（关于咖啡过去的其他内容，请看“Gaster与红酒、咖啡”版块，以下都是细节补充）

*是唯一的实验品。 

*幼年的咖啡（小婴儿）因为自闭症会吃非食用的东西，咬自己的红领巾、吃铅笔的末端和橡皮，什么都咬。长大之后也会吮拇指，睡觉的时候也会吮拇指。

*咖啡小时候基本不会说话，在Gaster面前完全不开口，称呼Gaster是在纸上画一个她的脸。只有红酒听过他叫“哥哥”和很简单的话。

*被Gaster和追随者们放在实验室里当便捷计算器，“不对视不交流，但是把方程式给他他会解…”

 

*长大的咖啡会有一点恨红酒，因为红酒是“这样的人”，他在Muffet会告诉你：

“我不想长大，我长大哥哥就会老去。我会变成哥哥那样的人，所以我不想长大，我希望时间永远停留在这一刻。”

 

*和Asgore有一点交集。（具体内容请见“皇室一家的过去”版块）

 

*拟女的发型是“凌乱的长卷发”

 

*在“所有boss都死去了”的NE里，普通怪物把皇室的像推倒了，咖啡长大了但是在流浪。

 

 

 

关于咖啡的自杀

咖啡最初意识到世界在重置的时候在浴室里割腕自杀，但是被红酒发现了，红酒崩溃地哭着把他救回来了。等咖啡醒了之后他很少见地发了很大的火：

“我做一切都是为了你，为什么你不能变成我希望的那个样子呢？变得坚强一个人也能活下去，为什么做不到呢，为什么辜负我的期望啊！你真是一个没用的孩子！”

“我所有的努力都是为了你，但是你却只想逃走，你真是一个懦夫，一个没有用的孩子。

“请不要抛弃我。”

咖啡仅仅自杀过一次，再也没做过这样的事情了。在那之后完全只是“为了实现哥哥的愿望而活着”：“我活着是哥哥生存的动力，因此我不会再寻死了，但是仅此而已。做看起来听话的孩子，做让哥哥幸福的孩子。自己的想法和欲望已经不再重要，那样的东西可能已经不再存在了也说不定。”因为红酒不听自己的话放弃了交流，就算是��酒问他的想法也不会说：“哥哥觉得好就可以了。” 

咖啡说自己只想做自己的样子，但是红酒下意识觉得“你怎么能安心地做一个废品”，而不是“你就是这样的孩子，你并不是废品”。

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闪耀XG!

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[hami-gua]

永别了，亲爱的 Farewell, My Beloved

Long overdue since Qingming has long since pass (oops).

Blade x gn! Reader

Takes place in game — not canon though

Warning: Chinese is used (English translation provided), angst hurt no comfort (first time writing this angsty)

Please read to the end for credits and reference.

━━━━━━ ⊙ ❖ ⊙ ━━━━━━

Shoes echoes through the barren halls. The figure moves through the doorway, his steps slow. And then he stops. Right in front of the wall of name plaques. His red eyes scanned the whole wall, searching for a particular name and walking to it right as he spots it. He carefully pulls out a clean cloth — and with care, wiped down the plaque. It didn’t need to be cleaned, as workers everyday made sure all plaques are cleaned out of respect. Once he was done, he placed the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of it then sits down.

The figure couldn’t help but think of their death. Of the three that had to pay a price, he alone had to pay the biggest. He made a promise to them and he broke it. The what ifs began to speed through his head. He’s died once, and he wants to die again. He wishes he can be with them in the afterlife. That is, if Mengpo doesn’t make him drink her soup. Not that he could see them anyway. Not after what he’s done.

He places two cups and pulls out a jar of wine. After filling both cups, he took his and raised it — drinking it all after.

“I’m sorry,” was the first thing he said to them, “I’m sorry for dragging you into this mess.”

He wants to apologize but no matter what he says, he knows no explanation could cut it. It was his error in action. In emotion. There was no way words can express his regrets.

“我与你的记忆损乱了，“ a tear slips from his eye, “你长得什么样，我也记不了了。我也记不住你的声音了。我只能记得你的名字，但也记不了多久了。“ [Memories of me and you have been messed up… The way that you looked, I cannot remember. I also cannot remember your voice. I only remember your name, but I cannot remember that for long either.]

The figure sat in silence for a bit before starting once more, “当年，如果不是我，也不是丹枫的话，你今日该会是什么样了？你还会像以前一样跟景元玩象棋吗？跟丹枫看书？跟镜流和白珩逛街？或者跟我练功？” he drank another cup full of wine, “可惜，三个付出代价去了，一个早已离去，最后一个孤独的留在了罗浮。不知你和白珩有没有相遇。我想是。我们当时挣扎了好久，现在平安多了。你若在的话，肯定会喜欢现在罗浮的环境。“ [That year, if it wasn’t for me, and Dan Feng, what would you have been like today? Would it be like it was then, with you playing xiangqi with Jing Yuan? Reading with Dan Heng? Shopping with Jing Liu and Baiheng? Or would you have been sparring with me? …. Sadly, three paid a price, one has departed, and the last one is left lonely on Luofu. I don’t know if you and Baiheng have caught up. I’d like to think you guys did. Our time was so messy, but Luofu today is much peaceful. If you were here, you’d definitely like Luofu today.]

Amidst his rambling, another figure approached. She stood right behind him, gazing up on the plaque.

“It’s time you wrap it up, Bladie.”

Blade hummed in acknowledgment, “Just a little more time.”

The lady stared at him a bit longer before sighing and heading out, saying she’ll be waiting for him at the entrance. After he was sure he was alone again, he spoke softly.

“是时候该走了。如果我没有捅你一刀，你今天应该还会在吧。对不起，这是我最后一次能看你了。仙舟没有我的地方了。在这个人生里，可能再也不会有人像你一样叫我的名字了。我永远也不可能是应星了。” [It’s time I should get going. If I didn’t stab you that day, you would probably still be here. I’m sorry, this is my last time seeing you. There’s no longer a place for me on Xianzhou. In this life, there will be no one to say my name the way you do. And I will never be able to be Yingxing anymore.]

Blade gets up and places the jar of wine next to the filled cup. After, he bows to the name plaque three times. Then, he turns and walks out of the room — leaving Luofu till his death arrives.

永别了。。。[Farewell…]

亲爱的。[My beloved.]

─── ∙ ↤THE END↦ ∙ ─---

I've been thinking, should I make banners specifically for the characters I write? Or would that be too much? Cuz right now, I can't decide on a banner for each story.

Qingming 清明: Called Tomb-Sweeping day in the west. People visit the graves of their deceased love ones. Even going as far as cleaning and retouching graves. It’s customary to offer food and wine (or other beverages they loved).

White Chrysanthemums: White flowers, mainly white chrysanthemums are placed during funeral and the dead. Don’t gift these to people please (unless you desperately wish for that person to perish).

Mengpo 孟婆: A deity in the underworld that gives passing souls her specialty called 孟婆汤 (mengpo soup) that would wipe their memories for their journey in their next life.

Bowing three times: I was taught this at a young age, but when bowing to gods and ancestors, you bow three times. Usually it’s very quick, but I like to take it slow (cuz I think it shows deeper respect).

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danmei chinese webnovels rec update

[link to part one]

hiya:) Haven't read that much the past year but it might be well to recommend some novels I rated higher on my records.

per personal preferences most of them are knives with a happy ending and main character-centric besides romance. I also like political intrigue though that's not the most common thing in danmei novels.

(mc = main character; ml = main lover i.e. second main character)

ranked in descending order of each genre. novels are linked for convenience, or links to novelupdates descriptions are provided if found.

xianxia/cultivation background

好喜欢封如故的性情，洒脱微笑背后不见天日的苦涩，十年慵懒风陵山中寒雪中布下环环相扣的一局。风陵山上都是痴儿，他们都太聪明了，一个个玲珑心肝似的，赤诚相待，却也总是在浓若蜜醪的时候君子之交如若甘露，整本读下来，我简直觉得他们就是完美演绎了”相濡以沫，不如相忘于江湖”的明训。好别扭，有时候真的很压抑，封如故深晓韩兢为谁久久不语，韩兢深爱常伯宁而不表露。而最是谦谦君子心存理想盛世的常伯宁，最终在喜帖上将对封如故多年藏匿、自己隐约略懂未明的爱意一并埋去，知道韩兢不愿相认，也就任由他离自己远去了。 ……都是痴儿。

全道门都欠我一个人情 by 骑鲸南去 (All the Dao Sects Owe Me a Favor)

I couldn't summarise it well. What I wrote (part of):

琢玉 by 白书墨 (Carven Jade)

mc's character a little similar to wei wuxian (mdzs). The two main leads are of the same sect but one turned "astray" after. MC is given the chance to live again.

晚来天欲雪 by 妄鸦 (Evening Snow)

Devastated by the tragedy which befell his past, reincarnated mc decides to live his second life idyllically and forget about the rest. What he didn't expect is that people of his last life are not letting the past rest.

historical

穿成病弱返派后 by 木漏日

This is better titled "病美人想早点去世" i.e. sick mc wishes to die sooner, the title the author wished to change to. mc transmigrates back in time and completes missions in this dynasty according to system's commands, becoming both hero and antagonist of the protagonist in the book. I think mc gets near the verge of death many times too many but I rated it 4 out of 5 so I guess it was enjoyable still... that and the resolution was rewarding. mc cares a lot about his sister in the present life, and everything that he does for the system and the protagonist is basically for her.

entertainment industry

隐婚 by 久陆

A rather depressive take on contractual marriage and unrequited love. All goes awry at the fifth year of their contracted covenant in which the marriage is to end. I reread it recently and it still remains one of my favourite books of this genre. will probably read the other ones this author has written soon.

穿成豪门假少爷后我爆红了 by 穿山

mc was reborn into the body of another. Emotionally intricate nested narratives and emotionally charging scenes.

intergalactic

讯息素缺失报告 by 松子茶

alpha/omega dynamics in which mc signs a contract with an ominous overlord to provide for his child after the death of his previous spouse. It's not particularly cathartic but the tone of the novel overall is rather repressive.

人鱼文偏执反派翻车了 by 弃脂焚椒 (The Paranoid Villain in the Mermaid Novel Has Overturned)

i think this is a rather popular one idk. A little bit draggy, but the premise of the insane overlord and the heir presumptive is well thought out. I did enjoy it but was not particularly in love with the ml's characterisation which essentially surrounds the mc in everything that he does.

quick transmigration

I've only discovered my fondness for quick transmigration the past year but essentially it goes not without conditions:

there is a good convincing backstory that readers try to sleuth out while reading the worlds

mc and ml characterisation is consistent

the dimensions/worlds are well-written and elaborate enough.

漂亮炮灰手拿反派剧�� by 木漏日

am I spoiling it but oml the last world is amazing.

黑月光跑路失败后 by 弃脂焚椒

the worlds are well-written. character consistency at the start is a bit wobbly but it gets way better quick. I like the intergalactic worlds this author writes.

general author recs: 木漏日 (consistently good reads, political intrigue), 弃脂焚椒, 三千大梦叙平生 (some good ones)

haven't read that much of theirs but they should be good: 骑鲸南去, 白书墨 (author has het books that are really popular too)

Again read in chinese and they really aren't the most popular ones so I'm not sure how many of them have translated versions. If you do MTL/check novelupdates you might find something that helps.

Some are from more than a year ago so (sorry!) I really don't remember enough to write about them in detail. I might supplement them with longer reviews (since I have written them for some at the time of reading but again it is slightly unlikely given current workload).

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〔Bài dịch số 1072〕 ngày 10.08.2023 :

1. “你热闹万分 你孤身一人 你开怀大笑 你泪流成河 你若无其事 你跌跌撞撞 你平静无比 你竭嘶底里 你假装光芒万丈 你内心一片废墟” - Một bạn rất náo nhiệt, một bạn rất đơn côi, một bạn vui vẻ cười to, một bạn khóc lóc đau lòng, một bạn thản nhiên như không, một bạn vấp ngã đứng dậy, một bạn vô cùng bình tĩnh, một bạn gào thét trong lòng, một bạn giả vờ tỏa sáng, trái tim của bạn bị đè nát trong đống hoang tàn.

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2. “人在年轻的时候，莫不是希望这一生就是琴棋书画诗酒花。可终究，还是逃不过柴米油盐酱醋茶” "Thời còn son trẻ, con người hẳn là đều hy vọng cuộc đời mình là những nốt nhạc, quân cờ, thư họa, vần thơ. Nhưng tới cuối cùng, vẫn không thoát khỏi tình cảnh củi, gạo, dầu, muối, nước tương, dấm, trà!"

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3. “这个世界上 有一些客观存在 永远无法改变的现实 水永远冰 玫瑰永远红 我们永远不能在一起” Thế giới này có một số hiện thực khách quan không bao giờ có thể thay đổi được, ví như nước luôn lạnh, hoa hồng luôn đỏ, chúng ta mãi mãi không thể bên nhau!

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4. “你是一场北风，我是四海为家的浪子，相伴举杯赏雪，一起醉到立春，你走以后，我的醉意却停留一季又一季，经了万水和千山” Người là b���c phong cảnh, tôi là kẻ lãng tử phiêu du bốn bể, cùng nhau nâng cốc thưởng tuyết rơi, cùng nhau say túy tới xuân về, sau khi người đi, cơn say của tôi lưu lại từng mùa lại từng mùa, vượt qua cả vạn dặm sông núi!

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5. “我真的好喜欢听喜欢的人每天和我嘀嘀咕咕分享一些看似没有营养的废话，起的太早了好困哦，今天太冷了风太大了，刚才吃的饭不好吃，我想喝奶茶，你看外面的月亮好圆啊，太好了明天又是晴天” Mình thực sự rất thích người mình thương líu ríu chia sẻ với mình những mẩu chuyện nho nhỏ thường ngày, ví như dậy sớm quá buồn ngủ, hôm nay quá lạnh gió quá to, cơm vừa ăn không ngon, mình muốn uống trà sữa, cậu nhìn trăng bên ngoài tròn chưa kìa, tốt quá, ngày mai lại là một ngày nắng!

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6. “在年轻的时候 如果你爱上了一个人 请你 请你一定一定要温柔地对待他 长大了以后 你才会知道 在蓦然回首的刹那 没有怨恨的青春才会了无遗憾 如山冈上那轮静静的满月” Khi bạn còn trẻ, nếu như bạn yêu một người, xin bạn, xin bạn nhất định phải đối xử với người ấy thật dịu dàng, khi bạn lớn rồi, bạn mới biết được rằng, trong một khoảnh khắc tôi chợt nhìn lại, nếu như thanh xuân không có oán hận thì sẽ không có tiếc nuối, giống như vầng trăng rằm lặng lẽ đứng trên núi đồi.

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10. “想来也真怂 那么想你 也不敢打扰你” Nghĩ cũng thấy thật ngốc nghếch, nhớ anh như vậy nhưng lại không dám làm phiền anh.

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- (Vũ Thu Hoài/baosam1399 dịch)

[lettiegrief]

离思五首 — The Five Songs of Mourning (complete)

And a little analysis.

In the morning mirror with the residual makeup of self-love, the hairpin is covered with green silk.

In a moment, the rising sun shone on the blush-painted cheeks, a red rose is about to awaken.

The mountain springs flow freely around the steps, and thousands of peach trees and blossoms reflect on the small building.

Reading Taoism leisurely and not getting up yet, watching her comb her hair under the bead curtain.

The red color is pressed by the new season, and the flower threads are soft and the dust is auspicious.

First of all, don't think that the material and soil are weak, a little sloppy is the most pleasant.

All water is forgettable when you’ve seen the vast blue sea, no clouds so wondrous as those at Mt. Wushan.

Idly, I pass by some flowers without looking back, partly to study Tao, partly to think of you.

There are usually hundreds of kinds of flowers in bloom, but the pear blossoms and white flowers are especially picked.

Today there are two or three trees at the head of the river, sadly spending the last spring with their leaves.

自爱残妆晓镜中，环��漫篸绿丝丛。 [Zì'ài cán zhuāng xiǎo jìng zhōng, huán chāi màn cǎn lǜ sī cóng.] 须臾日射胭脂颊，一朵红苏旋欲融。 [Xūyú rìshè yānzhī jiá, yī duǒ hóng sū xuán yù róng.] 山泉散漫绕阶流，万树桃花映小楼。 [Shānquán sànmàn rào jiē liú, wàn shù táohuā yìng xiǎo lóu.] 闲读道书慵未起，水晶帘下看梳头。 [Xián dú dào shū yōng wèi qǐ, shuǐjīng lián xià kàn shūtóu.] 红罗著压逐时新，吉了花纱嫩麴尘。 [Hóng luōzhe yā zhú shí xīn, jíliǎo huā shā nèn qū chén.] 第一莫嫌材地弱，些些纰缦最宜人。 [Dì yī mò xián cái de ruò, xiē xiē pī màn zuì yírén.] 曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云。 [Céngjīngcānghǎi nàn wéi shuǐ, chúquè wūshān bùshì yún.] 取次花丛懒回顾，半缘修道半缘君。 [Qǔcì huācóng lǎn huígù, bàn yuán xiūdào bàn yuán jūn.] 寻常百种花齐发，偏摘梨花与白人。 [Xúncháng bǎi zhònghuā qí fā, piān zhāi líhuā yǔ báirén.] 今日江头两三树，可怜和叶度残春。 [Jīnrì jiāng tóu liǎng sān shù, kělián hé yè dù cán chūn.]

Yuan Zhen describes the beauty and shy vanity of a woman who woke up in the early hours of the day. His writing is thoughtful, as if it were a moment he had just experienced, on the morning of the day he wrote the poem.

The landscape is described from far to near, and one can imagine that the colors start out dark and gradually become clear and vivid. Yuan Zhen reads a Taoist work, but neither this nor anything around him stops him from watching his wife getting ready for a new day.

As mentioned earlier, here, the fourth part tells of the poet's devoted love for his wife. Nothing will ever be as splendid as his beloved is to him. Yuan Zhen was intoxicated by the rough sea and beautiful clouds of Wushan, whose beauty was unprecedented.

With the last part, we can conclude that throughout the poem there are dark details amidst the beauty, the apathy of someone who doesn't seem to see anything special anywhere. The land is neglected, the trees are withering. It was the end of spring and a widower was mourning.

[ziqianxiaoye666]

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