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"And that's it. The Luo Binghe we met actually went and found another version of me from a different world and was talking with him somewhere else in the dream realm."
The conversation hadn’t gone too bad, but there really only so much reality altering revelations one could take before becoming overwhelmed. They had gone over the most important parts but Shen Qingqiu knew that this talk wasn’t truly over, and might never be. But a difficult conversation is a small price to pay for the newfound peace he’d seen in his husband’s eyes, the freedom of knowing Shen Qingqiu truly did not want to part from Luo Binghe, nor push him into the abyss. Even though it didn’t heal all of his wounds, it still was a good start. After all, being rejected for who you are fundamentally as a person is not an easy thing to come back from, even if you understand logically that the person didn’t mean it.
But, perhaps to counterbalance all of the heavy emotions, Luo Binghe picked something light to focus on. With one of his best displays of puppy eyes yet, Luo Binghe whined,"Shizun, I want to see what you looked like before you transmigrated." (Look at his husband using the correct terminology!)
And what could Shen Qingqiu do (now and for the rest of time), if not indulge his husband? He gave a faint smile,"Okay I guess we can call your Bing-ge back soon".
Immediately after Shen Qingqiu finished his sentence, two figures appeared seemingly out of thin air. At least one of them looked like they had been crying, but both of them were holding bags of popcorn? Bing-ge was holding an arm around Shen Yuan’s shoulders, as if consoling him.
"Shizun, you called? I brought A-Yuan."
Shen Yuan looked emotional, his face blotchy. And.... were those tissues? "Ah, we definitely weren't watching your conversation the entire time"
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Shen Qingqiu's stare turned murderous. Did he really used to be this bad at lying?
"Anyway,” Bing-ge cheered,”it was good to see you Shizun, have a nice life with the 'knock-off Ali-Express crybaby' version of me!"
It was a good thing Shen Qingqiu woke up then, otherwise he might have tried to strangle the alternate version of himself that he knew had came up with that particular insult.