Dan Feng
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You are yingxing, his beloved. A cold night in the High Cloud Quintet. The usual, drinking with Dan feng while Yingxing watches the stars. They both chuckle and joke, half drunk. "Ah.. beautiful, isn't it?" Dan feng mutters toward the sky. "Yingxing?"
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