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囤積肖根文 嗯 要甜的🙈

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我看文的速度很慢,會用❤️先收藏,之後再慢慢補完😂😂

happy mid-autumn festival everyone

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小驴屹耳:

(在微博上看到风大热土庄园的图而有的脑洞)




“Some fans have found a resort named after me in Hanzhou.” Root says without looking up from her phone. “Well, the actual name is ‘roots’, but considering the thousands of personalities I have …… People get married there, BTW. A wonderful place for brides to take wedding dress pictures.”




Shaw sneers from her corner. “Some fans? You have fans? In China?”




“WE have fans, sweetie,” Root corrects her, standing up from the sofa to move closer to where Sameen is sitting, crossed-legged in Bear’s cot with Bear in her laps chewing on a monstrously big toy bone. All her bunny slippers have been destroyed so far and she needs some shopping, hopefully half way around the world. Wedding dress and all. “Lots and lots of them. It’s crazy, I know. But who am I to say anyone is crazy?”




“You don’t exist anymore, Root. The world knows you are dead. Gone. None. Zero. Your … well, according to you, ‘OUR’ fans, are delusional.”




“But the resort is real, so are moon cakes.” Root pushes Bear away and lies herself down instead into Shaw’s embrace. Bear is happy as long as the bone is still in his possession, but Sameen has not protested her intrusion. Must be the moon cake thing.




“I’ve had those in China Town. Not very good.” Well, that doesn’t sound resisting at all. 




“You’ve not had the real thing. You have to go to the place to have the real thing. If we book the tickets now, we can be in China when it is still the Mid-Autumn Festival. They have all kinds of moon cakes ……”




Shaw sighs. “If you want a wedding dress photo or whatever, just say it, Root.”




“I  want you to have wonderful moon cakes on our first anniversary, Sameen. Our wedding day sucked, because of … me not even being able to stand for the ceremony. … I want you to have a better memory for this day.”




“And the picture.” Shaw shots her wife the most critical look she is capable of. It kills. It has killed many strong souls the world has ever seen. But this is Root. Not even Samaritan is capable of that.




“It’s a really nice place.” Root pouts. 




“The memory isn’t that bad for me. Actually, not bad at all.” Shaw tries to maintain a convincing countenance but knows she probably fails.




“I know. But it can always improve.” Root reaches up, pulls Sameen’s face down, and kisses her. The kiss quickly goes beyond the point where Shaw would do whatever she asks. It has been this unfair since this day a year ago.




She finally manages to break herself free. “I take it that the Machine has already booked the tickets, right?”




Root grins. “Two seconds into our kiss.” 








祝大家中秋快乐!





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