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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-02-28 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[You're gross.]

Then maybe you should be a little noisier for a bit. There's no telling whether this illness is discerning enough to understand that.
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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-02-28 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
So you can put it in your file? It's nice of you to admit I have secrets that you weren't able to discover.

Anyway, it's the first one.


[It's both.]

Why don't you tell me something you haven't said before. As a precaution.
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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-02-28 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Do not thumbs down at hi-- Wait. What.]

What do you mean, that was you?
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[backdated to 1/29]

[personal profile] fragmentaryblue 2025-03-03 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[In the small hours of the morning, a small box wrapped in red paper and tied with string has been left on the porch just beneath the window. A note is tucked beneath the string, inked with vine-like writing:]
To Di Feisheng:

My best new year's greetings to you, and I hope they find you well. I didn't imagine I would have the opportunity to send you a second gift for this holiday, but I hope you'll find as much use with this one as you did with the other.

~ Iris

[Inside the box is a set of ear cuffs in lustrous dark grey metal, and a second note folded into a neat square:]
Knowing quite well your distaste for noise, I had these enchanted to dull sound when hooked around the outside of the ear. You can wear both together for full effect, or only one for a reduced effect. And should you dislike them, they'll sell for a nice amount of cords as well. Enjoy.
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February Event

[personal profile] doctor_uhh 2025-03-04 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
At some point as the days pass in a sickly haze, Li Lianhua asks Fang Duobing to keep his bedroom door open, ostensibly for some fresh air without letting in the winter cold through an open window. But really he likes to listen to the sounds of life in the house, Fang Xiaobao's cooking and cleaning and talking to Huli Jing. It's soothing and reassuring, and he rests a little easier not being entirely cut off from the world.

The next time he comes to from fretful sleep and glances around blearily to remind himself where he is, he nearly has a heart attack when he spots a large black shadow with piercing bright eyes in the doorway. A coughing fit follows instantly, pained retching shaking his whole body until he manages to spit out wads of bloodied petals into the bowl. By the time he's recovered, he's at least clear-headed enough to realize that nightmarish apparition is just Di Feisheng.

And of course, what else would he be doing? It's not like he has a job. So clingy... Li Lianhua settles back in carefully, a small smile on his lips. When he attempts to speak, his voice is weak and raw, but he doesn't really have to worry about being heard after all.

"Lao Di, is this how you're avoiding your chores now? Don't let that Fang Xiaobao catch you. He'll tie a broom to your tail and have you sweep."
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[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-08 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This is so bad. Inigo can't imagine them fighting, and he is taking into account the fact that maybe Di Feisheng is just wrong about this, but the idea that he takes the possibility so seriously is kind of concerning. Both because he wants both Li Lianhua and Blue to be alright, but also because he does not want Di Feisheng to get hurt if it comes down to that..

So there's only one possible thing he could say here, right? ]


I want to help.

Please let me help.
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[personal profile] doctor_uhh 2025-03-11 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
To Di Feisheng's credit, he's actually making a pretty good distraction, or at least Li Lianhua is pretty good at distracting himself. He chuckles softly at his own words, really giving it some consideration now.

"Hah, it would actually be quite satisfying to see. You're fast, but Xiaobao can't be underestimated... Too resourceful and determined, even for you. I really don't know who to bet on..." He trails off, finding even this small amount of chatter too tiring. Besides, if having to listen to some nonsense was going to convince Di Feisheng to go find something more worthwhile to do with his time, it would have done so much sooner than this. The panther's annoyance is palpable, but somehow not very amusing at all.

Li Lianhua sighs gingerly around the stifling congestion in his lungs, a pained pinch between his eyebrows, though he hasn't dropped his smile.

"Save me the lecture, Lao Di. I know you think this is stupid. I don't like it either." As if that makes any sort of difference.
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[personal profile] detective_xiaobao 2025-03-13 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He had known that the iron head slave wasn't him but that... The child was him?? ??? ??????]

[No, hold on. He can't seem too surprised by that. Di Feisheng won't let him live it down, and that's also not in the spirit of sharing right now.]


I should have known by how ill-mannered he was.

[Nailed it. Still, what the fuck.]

Did Li Lianhua know?
flatteries: (i don't know how to word it)

text; un: INIGO

[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-24 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, Di Feisheng. Hope you're having an okay day.

Regardless of whether or not you're having one though, there's just an entire spam hoard of photos suddenly being sent to you. All of budding early spring flowers. So many different ones.

There's absolutely zero context to this, other than a text message that's finally said at the end of the flurry of images: ]


Happy spring!!!!!!!

[ This is normal. ]
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[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-29 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Because it's spring?

[ Duh, Di Feisheng. It's that simple, apparently. Especially when Inigo has a whole lot more context to go off here. ]

I had to show you it's spring. So look! It's spring! It's the best time of the year!
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[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-29 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The problem here is definitely the different way in which they view both Blue and Li Lianhua. It means that the first thing Inigo sends back is: ]

I don't think making is the right word here..

[ It totally is. ]

Li Lianhua was just worried about you! [ Culprit located, at least. ]
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[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-29 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ .. hm.

It surprisingly doesn't sound like Di Feisheng is actually worried about spring? Or maybe he's just shy about it? Maybe he always looks so grumpy to hide some inner shyness..

But if he would humor the other's implication here, then-- ]


He wouldn't just make me do this for no reason. But he told me you were worried that spring wasn't going to come. [ Not really what Li Lianhua said, but more Inigo's interpretation of it, considering he's always fussing over other people.. ] So if that wasn't it, then what would it be?

Maybe he wanted to send you flowers since he likes you so much, but he didn't want to be direct about it, so he made me do it?
flatteries: (somebody said that life isn't fair)

[personal profile] flatteries 2025-03-30 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Inigo is getting the feeling that 'lunatic' is actually meant affectionately when Di Feisheng uses it. That guy sure expresses himself in strange ways.. ]

Hold on.

[ Thankfully Inigo has gotten good enough with this device that he can send the other a picture of this message. A moment after he sent those two words. ]

See? He was worried about you!

[ Definitely the world's most generous interpretation of Li Lianhua's words. ]

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