WangXian Forever 5

Chapter 43 Melodies

Wei Ying curled into Lan Zhan, who was trying not to jostle him.

"Lan Zhan...my head hurts." Wei Ying moaned. "Please, please...can you play something for me?"

"Mn." Lan Zhan was taking him to lie down on the bed, but Wei Ying stopped him.

"No, please. Can I...can I stay with you? I don't want to be alone right now."

"Mn." Lan Zhan liked that better.

He didn't like Wei Ying being further away from him than necessary.

He sat down at their table, arranging Wei Ying so that he could lean on him, and then summoned WangJi. He played Cleansing first.

As the notes rang into the air, he could feel Wei Ying slowly relaxing, going limp against his chest. Warm puff of sweet air at his neck told him Wei Ying was gradually falling asleep.

Good, he thought. Rest was probably the only cure for him.

He didn't want to stop playing, and yet he knew that Wei Ying would be more comfortable on their bed, so he stood up. Instinctively, Wei Ying held on, tighter, also not wishing to let go. So he had no choice but to lie down with him.

"Thank you, Lan Zhan," he murmured before sleep stole over him.

Lan Zhan began humming their song, watching him sleep.

This beautiful man who was so ready to share his life with him, no matter how chaotic, fast and never, never boring, his heart was bigger than this world they lived in.

Lan Zhan leaned in to kiss his lovely eyes, long lashes that curled adorably upon his cheeks, pink with sleep. His thumb gently traced the high cheekbones, caressing the planes of his face before reaching the ruby red lips, even now, unconsciously pouting. And then his mole.

How many times did he imagine biting it? Too many to count. Wei Ying was a gift, and not just to and for himself, but to anyone who came into contact with this precious soul.

Bodies were of no matter; Lan Zhan didn't think anything so irrelevant as a shell could contain or stifle such a vivacious life force.

Wei Ying did everything with the whole of himself, nothing half heartedly.

Lan Zhan kissed his cute nose before his eyes closed again, to sleep, content.

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When Lan Zhan woke up, he knew Wei Ying was awake. As naturally as breathing, their souls communicating told the other what they needed. He kissed the man nestled within his arms, warm and comfortable and rested.

His body clock told him they still had hours before it was time to wake fully and get on with the day. Hours to enjoy his Wei Ying like this.

"Good morning, my love." Wei Ying whispered into his chest.

"Mn. It is always a good morning like this." He could feel warm lips curving in response.

"Is it bad that I...that I don't want to think...just yet?"

The vulnerability in his voice, broke Lan Zhan's heart.

"No thinking. Too early."

"Hmm. Thank you." Wei Ying kissed a patch of warm skin, grateful. "Even if I'm not totally awake yet, I love waking up next to you. Like this."

"Mn."

It was true. This peaceful feeling was precious, like the first call of birdsong before the rise of the sun. Like the essence of milk, to nurture their tired minds, just breathing together.