《SVSSS fanfic: Bing-ge and his new Shizun》Return of "Luo Binghe"
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It was winter. The snow sprinkled down upon Qing Jing Peak, falling gently on the shoulders of a beautiful and elegant figure. The snowflakes seemed to compliment the elegance that was emanating from him. His solemn face that seemed to be in silent contemplation as he held his hand out to catch the snow only added to his charm.
The man, Shen Qingqiu, was in fact having flashbacks about a certain event that occurred in the past.
"Come with me." (Chapter 84 - extra of Bing-Ge and Bing-mei no.3)
These words always remained within his mind. "He" was clearly different from his Binghe, and yet.... why must he remember this?
That Lou Binghe was not the one he raised!
"Shizun" Luo Binghe softly called out. After hearing a rustling of clothes, Shen Qingqiu felt another layer of warmth covering his body.
"It's getting cold. Wear this." Placed on his shoulders was Luo Binghe's coat. Being gazed at by his usual warm and devoted eyes of his disciple, Shen Qingqiu smiled back.
See! His Binghe was the one who is the pure and spoilt 'Maiden Luo' unlike that crafty, blackened version of Luo Binghe!
Looking back at him, Shen Qingqiu headed back inside. The bamboo house was now covered in a thin layer of snow. Two people were chatting whilst sipping tea. Suddenly one was hit on the back of his head with the folding fan from the other. Although hit, the man seemed to only whine and cling onto his shizun.
"Shizun~~ I've been a good boy right? You said that you'll continue our 'research' together ~" Whining and calling sweetly as he could, Luo Binghe looked up at Shen Qingqiu with puppy eyes. Unable to resist those puppy dog looks, Shen Qingqiu could only pat the other's head and sigh.
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"Not today." Upon hearing a stern answer, Luo Binghe could only pout and sit in a corner of the room and sulk.
Picking up the teacup in his hands again, Shen Qingqiu was about to take a sip again when the rim of his cup suddenly had a slight crack on it. This was only the beginning to his premonitions.
A crack on the cup.... perhaps it chipped before?
At night, Shen Qingqiu slowly drifted into sleep in the arms of his partner. In contrast to the cold outside, the warmth of Luo Binghe was like a human sized heater that he could rely on to feel cozy in those winters days.
In his dreams, Shen Qingqiu was like a ghost standing on the sidelines, watching the scene unfold as he and Luo Binghe drove out the original "Luo Binghe". Looking at the scenario in front of him for the second time, he was able to clearly see the unwillingness displayed in the eyes of "Luo Binghe" as he bit his lower lip while staring longingly at "Shen Qingqiu" who stood beside another Luo Binghe.
All of a sudden, the dream began to shatter and crack. Amidst the rumbling landscape, Shen Qingqiu slightly panicked and nearly fell backwards when someone from behind enveloped his arms around his waist.
"I haven't given up." A low voice whispered into Shen Qingqiu's ears. Opening his eyes, he saw "Luo Binghe" as their faces were pulled closer together. Putting his hand on Shen Qingqiu's neck, their lips crashed. After being dazed for a while, Shen Qingqiu snapped out of it by biting the other's lips as hard as he could until he could taste the metallic blood.
Chuckling, "Luo Binghe" wiped away the trail of blood on the side of his lips.
"Why are you here!" Shen Qingqiu shouted.
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"Shizun couldn't have thought that I would give up on something interesting right?"
"You- "
Placing a finger on Shen Qingqiu's lips, Luo Binghe smirked.
"I am also Luo Binghe. As my Shizun, you also ought to take care of me too, right?"
"I am not your Shizun!" Shen Qingqiu snarled.
Seeing the hurt expression of "Luo Binghe's" face, he couldn't say anything more. Because they were technically the same person, Shen Qingqiu couldn't avoid the soft spot he had on his lover. Glancing sideways, Shen Qingqiu closed his mouth and his eyelashes fluttered as he looked away.
From this angle, he could not see the coldly flashing eyes and evil curving of the lips that was present on "Luo Binghe's" face.
"I will have you, Shizun." Mouthing those words, the dream completely shattered. Opening his eyes, Shen Qingqiu had an ominous feeling. Calming himself, he wanted to drink a cup of water but was unable to due to the fact that his sticky and unreasonable Luo Binghe wouldn't let go.
The next morning, Qing Jing Peak was greeted with the lovely sight of space being carved out. There was a large slash in the air which emitted whisps of black energy. From within, another familiar face arrived.
Upon feeling the abnormal wavelengths of energy, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe went outside to see what was going on. Luo Binghe, who was currently with Shen Qingqiu saw the person and wore a furious face. His eyes turned blood red as he menacingly stared at the intruder.
"Shizun~ I'm back~" The second "Luo Binghe" stepped forward with Xin Mo in his hands. Although it was still sheathed, it released a very strong evil energy. Determined to drive away this intruder and protect Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe lunged forward in attempts to fight with his other "self".
Unlike last time, "Luo Binghe" had unsheathed Xin Mo in seconds and immediately slashed his opponent.
"Binghe!" Shen Qingqiu called out as he rushed over.
However before he could, his wrists were shackled with golden chains. Behind him stood the original "Luo Binghe" as he muttered,
"Caught you~"
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It's my first time writing a fan fiction, and I hope that the first chapter was not too boring.
Thank you for reading!
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