“Drink something real with me.” “I don’t, usually.” Oh, but he was hard to say no to. “Bad for longevity.” “We could have died today. That’s also bad for longevity.” “You said we’d be fine.” “That’s my job.” “Well… there are worse ways to go.” “Worse than dying in a plane crash surrounded by hundreds of screaming strangers? Like what?” “Like poison. Like starvation.” Ye Baiyi smirked. “Like dying in a plane crash without you in my arms.”
Oh, baby, don't mistake me by sideB_track2
This is a gorgeous fic. I really didn’t expect to love it as much as I did. There is something so appealing about these takes on the characters. There is another great line with Xie Wang and blood too.













