Never Let You Go, Again

38: Sun and Moon

Lan Wangji was in the Jingshi with his brothers and sons by his side. Lan Xichen was gently applying Wei Ying's favourite turmeric paste on Lan Zhan's neck. The children had been seen to by Jiang Wanyin. Once the medication was done, Lan Xichen stood up to get the teapot. But as he stood, Jiang Wanyin held his wrist.

"Xichen, you're wounded too. Wait." Jiang Cheng did the same thing he'd done to his three nephews, but far more carefully. He nodded when he was done, and forced Xichen to stay seated while he got the tea, reprimanding him for not having called him at once. "Thank goodness Jin Ling remembered me, or I wouldn't even be seeing your remains today," he grumbled as he slammed open the door and windows to let in the light of dawn.

He returned to the table with the teapot. Keeping the pot aside, Sizhui picked up some books. Jingyi stuffed them under the broken leg, stabilising the table. The teapot and teacups were placed on the table. Jin Ling copied what his Daddy usually did, cautiously pouring out tea to everyone.

Xichen rubbed his arms. That Devil really did have some strength...

Lan Wangji, on the contrary, was just staring into space.

"Wangji," Xichen handed him a cup. Lan Wangji shook his head.

"Lan Wangji, A-Xian will be back by the end of this week. You better be in good shape, or god knows what he'll do out of misery!" 

Upon a glower from Lan Xichen, Jiang Cheng shut up. "Wangji, you're weak now. Have this. Green tea. So you can cultivate better and be a long way off when didi comes back."

Lan Zhan took the cup and gulped down one sip. Xichen smiled and turned to his own cup. While everyone drank the boosting green tea in silence, Lan Zhan winced. Something was happening. He could feel his core losing calm. And then...

The other five turned in the direction of the sudden crashing sound. Lan Zhan had dropped his teacup and was clutching his chest. Xichen rushed to him. "Wangji?"

One, two, three. Three seconds and Lan Zhan was better. He let go of his chest, shaking his head. "I don't know. Chest ached suddenly."

"Did that Devil leave something on you?" Jiang Wanyin exclaimed.

"No," Lan Zhan shook his head again. He knew that feeling. His soulmate was in pain. "It's A-Ying. Must be his wounds."

A while later, the others had left him alone at the Jingshi. Lan Xichen had insisted on staying but Lan Zhan asked Jiang Cheng to drag him away. And he did.

Lan Zhan settled in the lotus position and shut his eyes. 

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Wei Wuxian opened his eyes to see that he was still in the cave. He looked out at the sky visible from the opening of the cave. "Oh? Just after dawn? Probably the same day." He was glad he hadn't knocked out for days again, lest he should lose time for meditation. He rubbed the side of his forehead before he remembered what he'd been doing. "Right! The rings!" 

Wei Wuxian straightened himself to sit at the table again. He looked at his ring. The blue glow of Lan Zhan's core energy was still there as it was.

Hm. Wonder what happened earlier. Was I knocked out by Lan Zhan's energy? Wow. So pure it shocked my demonic core... Okay! Let's try this. Wei Wuxian rubbed his palms together.

He took the ring and wore it on his finger. Then, he let his meridians absorb the energy of his love. He felt his very soul warm up under Lan Zhan's familiar energy.

When the warmth reached a climax, and Wei Ying felt whole and exquisitely complete, he spoke in his mind.

A-Zhan?