Chapter 9 (Curse of Being Immortal)

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 A man dressed  in red inner ropes was sleeping . His eyebrows were knitted . He was sweating heavily . He was having a nightmare .

The same sight that had been hunting him from decades .

-// His gut feeling was telling him something terrible would happen . He rushed from celestial mountain to their home . There was disturbance in the wards . He could feel it . His blood was running cold . He was scared . Something very wrong was happening.  His condition right now didn't allow him to use transportation talisman . Hell he should be meditating right now .

But he was feeling like someone was saying their last good bye to him . Like without his permission , his soul was trying to leave his body . Tears were flowing down his cheeks . He never begged for anything . But right now he was begging , praying in his mind to the almighty to save his Soulmate . But from what ? He didn't know .

Finally he reached their home . But the scene in front his eyes killed him thousands times every second .

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Wei Ying jerked off from his sleep . He looked around . He realized it was just a nightmare like always . He meditated his energy soon he calmed down .

He crawled out of the bed and drank some water . He walked to the window . His hair danced along with wind . He looked at the moon . A sad smile appeared in his face . 

What was the last time he had a  peaceful sleep ?

Years ago when his soulmate was gathered in his arms .

How many times he had this nightmare ?

Actually not many times . After losing his soulmate , he had given up eating and sleeping . But being An Immortal it really didn't affect much .

He used to think after achieving Immortality, he would be a step closed to spending eternity with him . 

Oh how wrong he was

His throat felt dry remembering that day . Just when he achieved immortality his soulmate was snatched away from him . So so so far he couldn't even reach .

 He received all the thunders for immortality so effortlessly they said . But there standing in front of his lover's death body , he felt the pain that he never imagined .

 Was this possible to die while breathing ? He did .

He choked on the sob , he didn't knew he was already wailing .

He haphazardly ran to him . He checked on his pulses but found nothing . 

He felt the world suddenly stared to shake heavily . 

He wanted to die right there that movement . 

But who knew it was a curse to achieve immortality . 

After achieving immortality usually the person falls into fever . Their body drastically becomes stronger during the period . After awaking up from the fever they receive all the glory .

What did he receive ?

Loneliness . 

Should he cry about it that after waiting for so long he was still so far or feel blessed that he got a second chance ?

Wei Ying always chooses both . 

He knew he was born with handful of luck . Still he was able to find a man who loved him to bits and pieces . That man was just too good for him he always thought . He never deserved that man but he still treasured him to his best ability . 

Everything that brought a smile on his face made him more happy . 

He closed his eyes and let the rouge tear of loneliness fell from those silver eyes .

"Didn't you use to call me an impatient man? Didn't I wait enough ? Won't you call me Wei Ying in your lovingly voice Lan Zhan ?" he whispered in the darkness of night

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"Didn't you use to call me an impatient man? Didn't I wait enough ? Won't you call me Wei Ying in your lovingly voice Lan Zhan ?" he whispered in the darkness of night . No one heard it except the moon and stars of that night .

He turned his head and looked at the red flower decorated far-fan kept on his shelf . He smiled . His lonely days are limited he knows . He chose to have another sleepless night . That's fine .

 That's fine

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Soon . Very soon .He told himself .

He picked his flute and played the same song he played every night for all the past years . The same song which he made . 

May the wind carry the song to his love and he sleep peacefully .

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