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  1. Public Bookmark 63

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    As Jiaoqiu runs his hands over the fruit, he can't shake the feeling of being watched. And sure enough, his intuition proves correct when Moze clears his throat to get his attention.

    “I mentioned this earlier, but I suppose you didn’t catch it.” Oh? There is an embarrassed undertone to his words. Jiaoqiu tilts his head questioningly. “Your hair is down… why?”

    Jiaoqiu’s tail flicks behind him.

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    04 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 59

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    Moze remembers watching Jiaoqiu roll onto the blankets, laying on his side with his tail curled lazily over his hip, scrolling idly on his phone. He’d changed into the complimentary silk pyjamas supplied by the inn and they’d been too loose on him, the waistband sitting on his hips and the shirt rucking up to expose his soft waist and pale stomach. Moze, crawling into the bed beside him, had stared intently at the expanse of skin, ready to say something about sleeping with his stomach uncovered — and then had promptly dozed off under the dual assault of exhaustion and the body heat radiating from Jiaoqiu like a furnace.

    Then he wakes up to the familiar smell of chilli and spices and oil, a trace of warmth still lingering in the blankets beside him.

    Moze, and his tribulations in late night deliveries, and showers, and Jiaoqiu.

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    03 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    "You’re still alive. That’s enough."

    Jiaoqiu’s lips quirked into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Is that all?"

    A beat of silence stretched between them, the soft crackling of the lantern the only sound. Then, Jiaoqiu, his humor always a shield, asked,

    "But then how did the healer heal himself?"

    Moze’s expression remained impassive, but his eyes flicked briefly to the bandages that still covered Jiaoqiu’s chest, the bruises visible against his pale skin.

    "He hasn’t," Moze said quietly.

    Jiaoqiu’s smile faltered.

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    02 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 45

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    Moze shows up at Jiaoqiu's house in the middle of the night with an injury. This time is different than all the others, and Jiaoqiu struggles to come to terms with it while still being haunted by the specters of his past.

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    31 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 61

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    ‘What did I tell you about staining the floor with your blood?’ Jiaoqiu stands under the arched doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.

    Jiaoqiu is always smiling, but he isn’t smiling now.

    Or, Jiaoqiu patches Moze up. It's not the first time he has done this, and it certainly won't be the last.

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    30 Mar 2026