《Angel's wings {MXTX}》Angel's wings
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Where are the falling leaves going with the wind?
They only left a beautiful scene in the sky.
The fluttering sounds of your robes
The gentle flapping of the sleeves
Sounds like an angel's wings.
Passing through my forever happy days.
...
In which Wangxian finds little Binghe floating in the icy Luo River. Deciding to adopt the small child, the couple will quickly find the joys of raising a child together.
In another universe, twenty-one-year-old Shen Yuan had died.
He opened his eyes, to see himself in a little kid's body, in the wondrous yet ominous Ghost City.
He was soon picked up by the Ghost King and his husband and thus experienced a new life, one filled with happiness and contentment.
And a whole lot of chaos.
But hey, what had he expected, being the son of the Supreme Ghost King, Hua Cheng, and his husband, Xie Lian, the Heavenly Martial Emperor?
...
A/N:
Heyyyyy, it's me again, Chen Wenxin here. (lol look it's me again!)
So, yes, made a new MXTX crossover with a new plotline!
Ironic maybe, cause my other fics barely have any plot lolol
But anyway, I hope you enjoy this one!
The fanfic's title is inspired by one of my favorite (but old) songs, Tian Shi de Chi Bang. I also took a few lyrics from it for the 'poem' above.
This will be post-canon Wangxian and post-canon Hualian.
Thank you for reading!
Votes and comments will definitely be appreciated!
☆ ♡ ☆ ♡
Chapter 1 will be published in a couple of days!
Have a great day or night! ⭐️
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