I'll Fix Everything | Wangxian

Chapter twenty-nine

Hey, so I had to write 'Jin Zixuan' and 'Jin Zixun' like 1000 times so if I mixed them up at some point pls call it out :) <3

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When empathy began again, it started where they left it, with Wei Ying trudging down the hill, shaking, terrified, violated, and almost falling as he walked.

Lan Zhan gulped thickly, the urge to cry creeping up again.

Wei Ying's hands were shaking over his stomach, resting there as if about to be sick, it wouldn't be sudden. He was pale and trembling, swallowing repeatedly, trying to get rid of the feeling of a tongue intruding his mouth.

Breathing in shakily through the urge to cry, Wei Ying kept Chenqing in a tight grip just incase, Oh god why me... He thought, closing his eyes as they watered tears.

But then, a wave of guilt hit him, what? Does he wish this on someone else?

Wei Ying's lips trembled, his stomach churning and throat burning with acid, I'm not sure how much more I can withstand of this... how much longer I can resist dying...

He sounded in tears even in his thoughts and it shattered their hearts to hear it. To hear how close he was to being defeated, how little fight he had left inside.

Wei Ying gulped, If I do not tell someone... if I do not get help, I am going to die.

His family flinched at how blunt that thought was, how serious Wei Ying's health had become without them even realising it.

Jiang Cheng felt awful, How didn't I notice? I'm his brother.

I'll tell someone,

Who can I tell? Wei Ying thought, who could he tell? Who did he have left? Jiang Cheng? No they don't talk about feelings.

Lan Zhan? No no, he'd just blame my cultivation.

Lan Wangji was thankful that nobody could see him since began to cry once more, constant, fat tears cascading down his cheeks.

Wei Ying sighed heavily, shaking his head, ...Who else can I talk to?

I'll tell her.

I'll tell Shije.

Wei Ying nodded, taking a deep breath as tears threatened to fall again, and looking to the sky, I'll tell her everything, about the Burial Mounds, the assaults, the freak out with Yong Zheng, how I feel about her parents, not the golden core, but everything else.

Yanli breathed in relief, but... if he told her... why is he still in such a state? How long has it been from this memory to now?

Wei Ying sighed, turning to leave, to go back to the inn they were staying in too shaken to function any longer, when he spotted two familiar figures through the trees.

Wei Ying paused, that was Jin Zixuan, and his Shije.

Looking closer as they rounded the trees, approaching him, Wei Ying noticed that his sister looked uncomfortable.

Wei Ying thought for a moment, he was in no state to hide his trauma from Jiang Yanli, nor was he able to stay composed if Jin Zixuan was being his usual dickhead self.

But if his Shije needed him, he couldn't walk away.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and gathered his breath, tucking Chenqing back into his belt even if it left him feeling vulnerable again, and began to walk as if nothing happened.