As he ran he thought, 'Lan Zhan is going to kill me...'
Wei Ying laughed as he tipped his head back, and gulped down the wine. "More," he gestured towards the waiter.
"Of course young master," the waiter exclaimed excitedly. With all the wine Wei Ying had bought, the waiter was sure that he was one of those rich young masters from the big clans. Though he wasn't sure which. He didn't look like one of those Gusu people, didn't they have like 3000 rules carved on a rock or something? There's no way they would produce a disciple this wild. Maybe this young master was one of the Nie Sects? They were the residential sect of the area. But he didn't look like a local.... Oh well, it didn't matter- as long as he had silver, all was well.
"Young master is quite a drinker!" the waiter observed, bringing Wei Ying his wine.
Wei Ying just laughed, "I suppose so," he replied.
After he had escaped from Jiang Cheng, Wei Ying ran all over the city to find Lan Zhan. Unfortunately for him, it was to no avail. Deciding to just give up and wait until Han-Guang Jun came to look for him, Wei Ying had asked around until he found this restaurant. It was supposed to be one of the most famous in the Qinghe area. Judging from the wine it served, the restaurant certainly lived up to its name.
Wei Ying was just about to tip his head back again when a furious voice sounded behind him, "Wei Ying."
Wei Ying gulped at the rage in Lan Zhan's tone. It was the same tone he used back when they were kids- back when Wei Ying had tricked Lan Zhan into reading pornography. The latter had been boiling with outrage and distress. He had used the same tone on Wei Ying then, calling his name like he wasn't sure what sort of wild creature Wei Ying was. Wei Ying felt his lips quirking upwards into a smile, at the memory.
"Wei Ying." the voice sounded again, this time much closer.
"Heh, Lan Zhan," he replied nervously. He had only seen Han-Guang Jun this mad once before. And the last time Lan Zhan used this tone on him, he had been unceremoniously tossed out the Library Pavillion.
Lan Zhan set two bars of silver down on the table, and without another word, grabbed Wei Ying's arm and dragged him out the restaurant.
"AHH LAN ZHAN!" Wei Ying screeched indignantly, "LET GO OF ME!"
Lan Zhan ignored his protests and gave a pointed look at the childish Wei Ying, who was still kicking and screaming in his arms. "How silly," he muttered.
The waiter looked on in shock as the man in white forcefully dragged away the young master in black. He was concerned for a moment, before looking down at the two bars of silver gleaming on the tabletop. He beamed, all his earlier worry dissipating. 'A man this rich surely wouldn't do anything to the young master!' the waiter reasoned before calling "Young masters take care!" and waving at their retreating figures.
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Lan Zhan pulled Wei Ying over to a nearby inn that he had booked. The inn was located right by the bustling marketplace, and provided little measure of privacy.
"Lan Zhan..." Wei Ying whined, "It's not like I didn't try to find you. I just couldn't. So I decided to find a restaurant and try to inquire some information on your whereabouts. I swear I just bought the wine to bribe the waiter! You know, they're actually really useful if you use some silver to loosen their tongues..." he babbled.
Lan Zhan didn't speak, just kept a firm grip on Wei Ying's forearm. When they walked into their room, Lan Zhan immediately led Wei Ying to the bed.
Wei Ying yelped, thoughts racing a mile a minute. 'Is he going to fuck me?' he thought giddily. 'No Wei Ying. You can't be this horny all the time. Bet Lan Zhan isn't even thinking about that. He's probably just giving you a false sense of security so that he can scold you later.'
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WangXian: Reunited ✔
Romance*He's waited 13 years now for his love, playing inquiry everyday for 13 years- waiting for someone who will never return.* The ice cold Han-Guang Jun is hurting. Losing your soulmate is hard, especially for someone who has already lost so much. Ever...
