TOO LATE {EDITED VERSION}

Chapter 1

On the same night when I, the Yilling Laozu went to save Wen Qing and her clanmates that were elders and children, I met him, Lan Wangji, the Hangguang-Jun everyone looked up to, the person that made my heart flutter. This feeling is just different from what I feel about others.

I hear him call out to me, "Wei Ying" 

That word was like a shooting star, those words made my heart beat faster. I sigh deeply turning my horse to the way where he was, "Lan Zhan" That day was raining heavily, but he still came with his sword and an umbrella. 

"Come back, Wei Ying. Please" He begs me

I smile at him, the usual smile but my heart hurts, "Why are you here? To stop me?"

He was hesitating, I saw him grip the umbrella's handle tightly. I understood, "Lan Zhan" I called out to him in my soft voice, "You care about me as a friend, I know that. But this feeling inside of me is like a flower, you can't stop it from blooming. But it could also fall at wilt, but this flower inside of me, I don't know when it'll ever wilt. I've never seen you as a friend, but you see me as one. I-I don't want to be a friend! But what can I do?!" 

At that time, tears fall off my face, but by the rain, it was barely noticeable if I don't change my facial expression, I continue blabbering about my thoughts, "Yes, I the bloodthirsty demon named Yilling Laozu who was once a gentleman of Yunmeng has fallen for the bright, dashing and righteous noble Hangguang Jun of Gusu." I saw his reaction, I failed... 

Tears flooded out of my eyes, "Hangguang Jun, I won't make things hard for you, do me a favor." 

I see him nod, "I'll try" 

I placed my chenqing in front of me at my shoulder's height, "One day, there'll be a great battle of the sects and me. I hope that when that day comes, I will die in your own hands and not by others. My life will be worth and you'll gain a positive view from the public and the other sects. It's a win-win situation" 

No words came out of his mouth, "I'll take that as a yes" 

I rode my horse as fast as I could, tears finally came out and out, I tried my best not to look back anymore.

~LWJ POV~

What did he just say? For me to kill him with my own hands to gain reputation?! I lost my cool, I feel my hands were weak enough to let go of the umbrella, I got drenched in rain but it still didn't wake me up. The pain piercing through my heart it's just different. When was the last time I felt like this? When my mother died? 

I see him getting farther and farther from me, I stretch out my hands trying to reach him. I badly wanted to run to him and hug him, but my feet just won't move. I'm completely hopeless right now. 

~Burial Mounds~

1 month later, what I hoped that would never come did come. The days where we have to fight in the battlefield, him against me, me against him. I wish this day will never come and this is just a bad dream. 

Main Sects gathered to kill the Yilling Laozu Wei Wuxian. Yunmeng Jiang, Lanling Jin, Qinghe Nie, and my sect, Gusu Lan. I saw him up in the rooftop, my heart was beating loud. How I wish it was loud enough for him to hear. I clearly know that this isn't the time to think about something like this. But can I control it?

His eyes bloodshot, with a murderous aura, it had a tint of sadness while before it was bright and sparkling like a bright night with twinkling stars. 

"Wei Ying stop!" I screamed with all my might hoping he heard me, but did he? A few corpses suddenly dies, and he picked up his pace and blew the flute, what broke my heart the most is the tune he was playing was my song. Actually it was supposed to be ours... While lost in thought, a corpse cut my arm, I quickly slashed my sword and killed it.