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"Where am I?"
Wei Wuxian Everywhere he looked was darkness, but he could see himself. Suddenly, he heard a cry, sounding like a child, and it seemed somewhat familiar. He ran in the direction of the sound and after a long time, he finally saw a huddled doll, sobbing.
Wei Wuxian I had intended to step forward and comfort the child, but in the instant the child looked up, I was stunned—it was him.
His tattered clothes no longer showed their original colors, covered in a thick layer of dirt. His exposed skin, hands, and feet were covered in various sizes of frostbite and scars, some scabbed over, some still open and exposed to the cold wind.
"Does it hurt?"
Wei Wuxian murmured as he asked, then laughed at himself. How could it not hurt?
"It doesn't hurt."
Xiao Wei Ying showed no fear of the unfamiliar big brother in front of him. Despite the tears on his face, he smiled in response to someone caring about him. Not because he was happy, nor because it really didn't hurt, but because smiling was the only thing he could bring out.
The sound of a dog barking startled both of them, and Wei Wuxian didn't have time to think about his own fear. He was about to pick up Xiao Wei Ying, but found that there was no one in front of him. However, the barking of the dog became louder and louder. He could feel an invisible vicious dog getting closer and closer to him, almost pouncing on him, ready to bite him! However, when he subconsciously reached out to block it, he did not experience the expected tearing.
Splashing, playing, joking. Wei Wuxian hadn't heard such carefree childish laughter for a long time.
"Sister! Come quick! The lotus seeds here are so big!"
His blocking arm instantly dropped, and he widened his eyes to search for the direction of the voice, his heartbeat and breathing involuntarily speeding up. The same call repeated again and again, and Wei Wuxian felt like he couldn't catch his breath. Suddenly, another voice from deep in his memories, urging his tears, sounded from behind.
"A-Xian."
The distance between old friends is sometimes just a turn around. Wei Wuxian saw his senior sister again, the one who would come looking for him at night with a lantern in hand. She wore a lotus-colored dress and light purple hairpins, and she smiled as she reached out a hand to him.
"Senior sister."
The two short words were unbearable for Wei Wuxian, like a throat being cut. He was on the verge of tears, his trembling hand reaching out, but the person in front of him disappeared. Before he could react, the familiar voice he feared hearing again sounded from behind.
"Xianxian......"
Jiang Yanli, dressed in white and stained with blood, was barely breathing. She struggled to support her body and looked at him in despair, saying the last words she would leave to the world: "A-Xian, why did you run so fast earlier? Senior Sister didn't even have a chance to see you..."
Why? Why! Wei Wuxian doesn't know why he would see Jiang Yanli, who was on the verge of death, again. Who is it? Who wants to cut out his heart and shed his blood?
"Sister... sister..." His legs seemed to be frozen, unable to move, only mechanically repeating the address that hadn't been spoken for many years. When Jiang Yanli's breath ceased, darkness swallowed her.
"Senior Sister!!!"
Wei Wuxian suddenly woke up, ran out like crazy, but no matter where he ran, it was all darkness. Besides himself, he couldn't see anything. He ran and ran, and finally saw a large group of people ahead, a group of people he thought he would never see again.
"Grandmother...Fourth Uncle..."
In front of him were more than fifty people bathed in blood, all soaked through, with no sign of life in their eyes, just staring at him.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry"
Other than apologizing, Wei Wuxian didn't know what else he could say, or if he even had the right to say anything.
"Wei Wuxian."
"Sister Qing..."
Tender or still aloof, even when she suffered inhumane treatment in the end, she did not abandon her dignity, her pride. But in the end, she was just a woman a few years older than herself, someone he had long regarded as an older sister in his heart.
"Wei Wuxian, why are you crying? You don't owe us anything. If you cry again, I'll have to give you acupuncture!"
"Sister Qing, I... "
"I'm fine, we're fine, don't worry. Listen, someone is calling for you, someone is waiting for you, go back quickly!"
Before Qing's warm words were finished, she disappeared, and everyone related to her disappeared with her. Wei Wuxian sat on the ground like a lost soul, not knowing what to do.
"Wei Ying." Who is calling him?
"Wei Ying." Who is it?
"Wei Ying." Is that... Lan Zhan?
In an instant, a beam of light shone in front, and within the beam appeared a version of himself sparring with Lan Wangji using Emperor's Smile.
The second beam of light shone on the upright Lan Wangji, who was holding a small portrait and was deep in thought.
The third beam of light illuminated Lan Wangji sitting on the ground, holding two rabbits in his arms.
The fourth beam of light is Lan Wangji who plucks a lotus seedpod with a stem and stands there in a daze.
The fifth beam of light is Lan Wangji who rests his head on someone's leg, his eyes filled with unmistakable tenderness.
The sixth beam of light is Lan Wangji, covered in knife wounds and sword scars, holding his unconscious self and baring his heart.
The seventh beam of light is Lan Wangji, pressing down on his own wrist and staring directly at himself.
The eighth beam of light is holding a Rabbit flower lamp, smiling at his Lan Wangji.
The ninth beam of light is embracing him as he struggles to wake up, dressing him is Lan Wangji.
The tenth beam of light knelt on the cushion, holding a brush together to write their names in the Lan Clan genealogy - him and Lan Wangji.
The ten beams of light surrounded Wei Wuxian perfectly: "Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan!" He had never wanted to see Lan Wangji as much as he did at that moment. Warmth was right, someone was waiting for him, that person was Lan Wangji, and only Lan Wangji.
"Wei Ying." Lan Zhan, where are you?
"Wei Ying." Lan Zhan, tell me where you are?
"Wei Ying." Lan Zhan, wait for me, I will find you!
Ten beams of light seemed to be summoned, flowing and converging into a light path on the ground, endless but giving Wei Wuxian a glimpse of hope. He ran with all his might, ignoring whatever sounds reached his ears, whatever scenes flashed before his eyes, and whoever appeared. To him, those were all in the past, and now, all he wanted was Lan Zhan, only Lan Zhan.
From a distance, at the end of the light path, it seemed like there was a familiar and warm figure standing there. He reached out his hands and opened his arms. Running towards him, he embraced him! This was Wei Wuxian's only thought.
" Lan Zhan."
"Wei Ying！You're awake!"
After three days of unconsciousness, Wei Wuxian finally woke up. During the night hunt, in order to protect the exhausted Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui, Wei Wuxian instinctively used his own body to block the self-detonation of a hundred-year-old evil spirit. He only remembered the last moment before losing consciousness, when he was very afraid, afraid that he wouldn't have a chance to see Lan Wangji again.
" Lan Zhan, I'm back."
"Wei Ying. Wei Ying. Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian can hear the fear and unease in Lan Wangji's call, just like his own feelings at that time. He softly falls into his embrace, gently patting Lan Wangji's back and placing a kiss on his heart.
"Second Brother Lan, don't worry, no matter where you go, I will find you. Because I will use everything to run to you."
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