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I'm on half term now, so naturally so far I have been on a massive physical and mental crash and written practically nothing.

Have more of Goblin Fruit. Everything which happens in this fic continues to be terrible.

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The front door opened, signalling Da Qing's return. He called a greeting, but his voice sharpened halfway through and he stuck his head into the kitchen, sniffing the air in distaste. "What are you doing?" he demanded.

"Help me up to bed and I'll tell you on the way," Zhao Yunlan said, tiredly.

Shen Wei should have thought of getting him settled upstairs. He watched from the kitchen doorway as Zhao Yunlan threw his arm over Da Qing's shoulders, unashamed of asking for support from him. Da Qing took the IV pole and they moved up the stairs together.

After a few minutes, Shen Wei followed. Enough time for Zhao Yunlan to have stripped off his jeans and climbed into the bed. The wrong side, because of the IV.

His whole focus, the moment Shen Wei entered, went to the bowl in Shen Wei's hands.

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