✧𝔻𝔼𝕍𝕆𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ~ 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃~✧

✧Wei Ying - Memory✧

A/N- Sorry if my writing isn't the best today, I'm sick so I may not be focusing as much on it as I usually do.

"MO XUANYU!"

"Wei Ying!"

"Mo Xuanyu!"

Names rolled around in Wei Ying's head like rocks on a smooth surface. He struggled to keep his mind clear due to the constant noise.

"Please," he heard himself whisper. "Lan Zhan... take me back..."

Who was Lan Zhan? He remembered a face, quickly fading but still visible, of a handsome young man in Lan clan robes. Gusu robes. He was smiling at him... why was he smiling?

"Are you Lan Zhan?" he asked the figure in Gusu robes.

The figure disappeared, and when Wei Ying's eyes opened, he forgot everything.

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"Lady Jiang! A man calling himself Mo Xuanyu is here to see you!"

Jiang Yanli looked tiredly up from her embroidery and met the eyes of one of her servants, who looked concerned. Yanli understood why the young woman looked concerned. Lately, due to the death of her brother, Yanli hadn't been taking very good care of herself. Due to this, she had lost a lot of weight, and had dark circles under her eyes from not sleeping. She had also stabbed herself multiple times while sewing, so now her blood was all over her otherwise neat and beautiful embroidery piece.

"Tell him I'll be there in a moment," Yanli responded, staring back down at her embroidery. She had no wish to see anyone currently, much less a stranger she didn't know.

When she picked her needle back up again, the servant chided her.

"My lady, it is not virtuous to leave a visitor waiting."

Yanli wanted to stab her servant. How dare this girl who was so obviously beneath her lecture her on virtue? The audacity she had!

She clicked her tongue judgingly at the woman and said, "Not obeying the orders of your superior is also not virtuous. Go tell him I'll be there in a minute."

"But my lady... Mo Xuanyu is Wei Wuxian, your brother."

Yanli dropped her embroidery in shock. Wei Wuxian? Her A-Xian? No, it couldn't be possible! He had died...

"I don't trust you. You're just trying to trick me," she snapped at her servant.

"Lady Jiang," a deep, light, familiar voice said. "It is a pleasure to meet you."

Yanli looked up, and met the dark eyes of her brother.

"A-XIAN!" she screamed in shock.

"A-Xian?" Wei Wuxian said, sounding confused. "Why do you refer to me in that way? To my knowledge, we've never met."

Yanli's spirits were crushed once again.

My brother doesn't remember me... she thought as tears began to run down her cheeks. My A-Xian has forgotten me!

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Jiang Cheng was having a terrible day.

First, he had to have a meeting with an emissary from the Lan clan, arguing about where Wuxian's ashes should be placed- the Lan emissary said that Lan Wangji should have them because he was Wuxian's husband, and Jiang Cheng argued that the Jiang clan should have them because they were Wuxian's adopted family.