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This is the time of secrets. I've been doing quite some bit of writing but most, if not all, has been stuff that I can't talk about (which kills me, but that's how it is.) But since I finished stuff, I also came back to my WIP sequel to Return of the Cicada.

I think I've figured some important shit out in regard to structure, and I'm not sure whether it will work or be weird, but I hope it's not? Because it's not easy writing canon divergence if it doesn't diverge completely off into the distance but keeps running close to canon. I'm not a fan of rehashing canon with minor adjustments because we all know what happened in the show, and I'd much rather concentrate on things we don't already now. Anyway, since I'm mostly delighting in MCS squabbling with Lin Chen right now, that's what you'll get:

Mei Changsu huffed. “You know very well, Nie Feng‘s treatment has kept me busy,“ he said.

“No, it hasn’t.“ Lin Chen rolled his eyes. “It has kept me busy. All you’ve done is be a nuisance and overtax yourself for no good reason.” He flipped his hair over his shoulder before he continued with a challenging look, “Far be it from me to give you relationship advice—” He paused. “Actually, I think you’re in dire need of relationship advice.“

Mei Changsu raised his eyebrows. “From you?“ he asked pointedly.

Lin Chen smiled at him but didn’t take the bait. “I’ve been wondering, for quite some time actually, about your prince‘s marital status,” Lin Chen said. “Don’t you find it fascinating that he has no wife, only one concubine and no offspring?"

Mei Changsu’s heart sank and then started racing.

It's been a while since I did Sunday Six, and technically it's already Monday, but who cares, right...? I've mostly been writing for my Nirvana in Fire Exchange fic, and that is obviously secret, but I'm also still working on my sequel to Return of the Cicada.

So this is another little snippet of that:

“Jingyan! Jingyan!”

“Still the same dreams, hm?”

Mei Changsu sits up. His blood is pounding in his ears, and tries to calm his breath, but Lin Chen seems unperturbed. He is sitting next to Mei Changsu’s bed, pouring him a cup of tea before giving him an almost withering look. “I wonder if this could be significant. Maybe your subconscious wants to tell you something?”

Instead of an answer Mei Changsu only narrows his eyes at his friend and glares until Lin Chen sighs and hands him the cup with the awful concoction he has made him drink every morning since he arrived.

“How long do you want to keep him in the dark? With so many people around him already knowing, don’t you think it will come out sooner or later?”

Mei Changsu quickly turns his eyes away, but he can’t fool his old friend.

“Oh, so it already did,” he says with unholy glee in his voice, because he’s an absolute prick. “I assume that’s why you‘ve been avoiding him.”

I have struggled with my word-making since I came back from vacation. After spending a lot of time with my Disguiser series, I'm back writing Nirvana in Fire. More precisely, the sequel to Return of the Cicada.

After lots of rewatching and wrestling with the Yeti-storyline, I decided to... mostly ignore that. XD I also decided to dive into Mei Changsu/Lin Shu's POV, and that linear story-telling is for the weak. So this is a little snippet of him when he was still recovering from Mei Ling.

Tears were streaming down Lin Shu’s face, burning his raw skin. His eyes open wide and frantically searching the darkened room, he tried to push himself up but his body felt like it was carved from stone. A living statue, barely able to move his head.

“Jia!” His tongue was a thick lump in his mouth, nearly choking him, but he tried to force the name out. He had to know—

“No. Not that one,” a tired voice came from his left.

“Jia—”

Light steps drew closer, and he was pushed back into the pillows by gentle hands that Lin Shu had no strength to resist. As weak as a newborn, as the man liked to remind him. He remembered now. Remembered the prison he was in, with only the man and the pain as his companion.

The man sighed. “He’s fine,” he said, pulling up the blankets around Lin Shu before he added quietly, “Or, well, alive at least.”

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