#chaoxing

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“Please pick your jaw off the floor, Uncle Airplane,” she said breezily, fan covering the lower half of her face but the amusement clear in her eyes.

Shang Qinghua sputtered at her words, still not over the fact that this girl before him seemed to have been made out of Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu’s most attractive features. “Bro!” he finally turned to Shen Qingqiu in the end, eyes wide and gesturing to her.

Shen Qingqiu, however, was still unable to process what was in front of him. Sitting in his own mansion was strange enough but coming here and finding that it was occupied by someone who looked like his and Binghe's child? He's just surprised he didn't faint. He had his own fan out and could only watch as the little beauty amused herself by copying him.

She seemed to not mind his silence as she gazed at Qinghua beside him, red eyes curving into cresent moons as giggles escaped her.

Part of him wished that there was tea so at least there'd be something else to distract himself with. Instead, he cleared his throat and asked her, “You said you're my daughter?” he was still in disbelief but she was sitting right in front of him. And very real–too real for this to be a strange dream.

With a sharp clack! she snapped her fan closed and placed it on the table. “Yes, baba, I'm currently sick of lying.” the implication that she could lie easily hung there between them as she started to relax and lounge against the table. “I didn't expect you to remember your forgotten mansion, honestly,” she said.

Shen Qingqiu grimaced from behind his fan. He had forgotten his mansion until recently and now he was unsure if they should have even come here in the first place. The original intention was to see if it could be a vacation home or just sell it, not find someone who was apparently hiding out here.

The large doors were thrown open suddenly and a female version of Binghe came barrelling in, big red eyes sparkling as she exclaimed “Daddy!” and attempting to throw herself into his arms before being caught by the girl across them.

“You’d just hurt him, stupid,” she scolded, causing the little female Binghe to pout.

It felt like his breath was caught in his throat as he stared at the pouting little girl. This baby was one he gave life too? His own little BaoBing that was also half him? He could feel his heart melting in his chest as the thought of having an actual, real family with his husband was finally settling in.

“Baby protagonist?!” Shang Qinghua gapped from beside him causing Shen Qingqiu to shake himself from his thoughts. “She's obviously a little girl.” He glared. Still, the resemblance did make her look like a baby protagonist and that just made him remember the situation between Bingge and Bingmei.

However, before his thoughts could delve into those particular memories, there was a quiet shuffling coming from the doors and a little girl with honey colored eyes who looked startling similar to Mobei-jun shut the doors before moving towards them.

Shen Qingqiu turned to look at Shang Qinghua and could practically see his little hamster brain start blue screening as the little girl silently nestled into…Bingqiu? what was her name? Did she even say?

“Baby?” amazement, wonder, disbelief, there was so many emotions playing across Shang Qinghua's face that Shen Qingqiu almost felt jealous that he was unashamed to express them.

Shen Qingqiu noticed that the little beauty started looking awkward as she lowered her eyes. “This daughter is sorry, baba, for forgetting her manners,”

“This one's name is Binglian, and these are the babies, Yilian,” she jostled the mini Binghe that she was scruffing like a cat, “and this little one is Chaoxing,” she wrapped an arm around the little girl who was gazing at Shang Qinghua intensely from her place at Binglian's side.

Suddenly the teacups were very interesting as Shen Qingqiu tried to avoid Shang Qinghua's incredulous gaze. “Bro, you named your kids lotus?” Shen Qingqiu resolutely ignored the question, instead trying to deflect away from it. “Since you seem to be telling the truth, why are you…” grown up, here before your birth–there was so many ways to end his question.

Binglian sighed at his half formed question, unceremoniously dropping Yilian and making Qingqiu bristle, even if both of them were his daughters, that was BaoBing! And wow, his thoughts are already possessive and Yilian's only been here for a few minutes.

“Unfortunately Yi-er managed to trigger some artifact called the Mirror of Reminisce Past with a piece of Xin Mo or similar,” she explained. “Uncle Airplane explained that it was a mirror that could show you the past but that as a plot device, it was cursed, so Diedie was storing it until you both could find a way to destroy it,” she glared down at Yilian who was pouting in her lap. “Unfortunately for us, this brat did something that caused us to come here.”

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Ladies and gentlemen, I can assure you that I still draw and I do have more complete stuff in my sketchbooks but the problem is that I work in a stressful job now because I need to make BANK.

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