1,000 Years of Longing [fic]
I needed me some Li Lun, lots of Li Lun and Zhuo Yichen, with Zhu Yan still being present there as a shadow, a memory, a promise, and the glue keeping them both together. It's a Post-Canon kind-of-fix-it that spans across quite a devastating vista of experience, with Zhuo Yichen taking it upon himself, as he always does, to save the people that he loves the most (or rather, that one person). Li Lun gets saved as well, but definitely not by mistake.
So it's an M/M/M kind of situation and Li Lun's post-redemption redemption arc. I love that polycule to bits and now I've finally witnessed it being born (at least in my own mind :D). There's gentleness, and flirting, and teasing, and hurt/comfort, and guilt, and trying to make sense of things, and a hideous amount of waiting.
If you read it and like it - come celebrate with me in the comments! :D
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Summary:
“I think you’re mistaking that feeling for something else entirely,” Zhuo Yichen says cryptically, but then decides to elaborate, seeing no understanding on Li Lun’s face whatsoever, “You don’t have to be with me to get close to him. We don’t even need to be friends, you and I. Let alone… something else,” his gaze becomes somewhat intense as he says this, making Li Lun’s heart miss a few beats.
