Wei Ying who was supposed to go on to Ghost Realm, but ties on the Human World has to be cut off, was given some time to cut off this one worry. If he's unable to do so, he must be forced to rest in the Ghost Realm.
A week has already passed by when he died, he heard people bad-mouthing him, he even heard that Jiang Wanyin and Lan Wangji finished him at the same cliff. Upon thinking about Lan Zhan, he rushed to Gusu.
On the other hand, that same person Wei Ying was running to, hides in his room crying over a special someone's death. Emperor's Smile, a painting of his, a paper with a tune, the book that he copied when he was punished, the drawing of himself with a flower on his head.
Reminiscing about the past, he felt more heartbroken, tears flow down easily without control. The moon shines brightly on others expecting that they can finally rest in peace, but can I ever rest in peace when I killed you with my own hands? He reaches out to the moon, it's far.
A memory he remembers is that night when he tried to reach out to him, but he was too far. "Have you ever felt the same? This would be the question you'll ask me..."
Wei Ying passes through others as he was a ghost and could pass through anything but barriers. He quickly arrived at Lan Zhan's jing shi, it was nighttime, he saw the most perfect person shedding tears with a red piece of cloth on his hand that was drawn near to his heart. HE recognized that piece of cloth, he had once given to him.
He smiles, "At least in this cruel world, there is still someone who truly cares about me as a... friend" He wants to cry, no tears, he wants to speak up to him, he can't hear no matter how loudly I scream. We both are doomed to be apart...
Lan Zhan burst into tears, "Why!? Why must you die?! Why me?!" Wei Ying was quite shocked, he noticed the silencing talisman, he wanted to mourn in secret. "Do I still deserve to say I love you or I miss you? I... I killed you with my own hands... I..."
Wei Ying clearly knows the feeling of wanting to hold someone and wanting to have someone to rely on, a shoulder to cry on, arms to hug, someone by your side...
In fact, Wei Ying was full of shock, "Why do you have to do so? Lan Wangji. You're the first person that I've confessed to and the first person that rejected me, now what's with these stupid words?"
Suddenly Wei Ying hears his (Lan Zhan) deep voice, "Is it already too late for me to say I love you?"
Wei Ying's heart fluttered, and Lan Zhan's tears that fell on the floor made Wei Ying realize that he meant it, but why did he say it only now?
'I think this is for the best, if you really said these at that time, I might change my mind...' That's what Wei Ying thought.
Lan Zhan fell asleep, Wei Ying looks at the time (moon) it was past 9 PM. "Wei Ying... Come back with me..." Lan Zhan murmurs in his sleep.
Wei Ying badly wants to hold him, he thought of an idea. Placing his index and middle finger together on his forehead, a red and black streak of light appeared as he retracts it and places it on Lan Zhan's forehead. Wei Ying now looks like he's about to pass out, he completed the process and sat in a lotus position. He comes inside Lan Zhan's dream.
>Dream<
"Lan Zhan?" He called out to the man lying on his lap, right now they were in a cherry blossom garden, Lan Zhan rubs his eyes before he could see that Wei Ying is just in front of his eyes, "Wei... Ying..." He sat up and held him tightly, afraid that he might go away.
"Don't go, I can't live on without you." He cried in his arms. Wei Ying pats him, he then pushed Lan Zhan away and once again brought him closer pulling him towards his lips, Wei Ying's crimson bloody lips and Lan Zhan's pale ones crashed together, it was a deep kiss. Surprisingly Lan Zhan kissed back fiercely.
After they pulled away Wei Ying speaks up, "I should take that as a reply to my confession, my dear Lan Zhan." He paused and hugged him tight, "Thank you for everything, although I can't be with you right now, I will stay by your side for as long as I can, I love you. But please don't love another person other than me, I will never give you up..."
Soon Wei Ying disappears like a gush of wind, Lan Zhan felt his hands wet, it was blood, and he once again saw Wei Ying's last smile as he fell onto the abbies... "Wei Ying!!!
He reached out mid-air only to find that he just had a dream, Wei Wuxian by his side felt tired, but he must live on. He burns his own soul to be able to stay by his side longer. Lan Zhan got himself ready, he brought his guqin and Bichen, he was headed for Burial Mounds, Wei Ying followed him there, only to see that Lan Zhan went to find his (Wei Ying) corpse.
He shook his head, his heart skips a beat, and he understood that Lan Zhan wouldn't give up unless he finds his corpse and skeleton.
It was getting dark and Lan Zhan went back, at the gate, he met his uncle.
"Where have you been?" His uncle asks Lan Zhan a bit angry
Lan Wangji kept his cold stoic face, "Burial Mounds"
His uncle once again spoke up, "He's dead, he's gone do you understand? He's not coming back already, what's the use of finding his skeleton or corpse?"
Lan Zhan was angered, how Wei Ying wished he could hug him or just hold his arm like how he stopped him back then. Lan Qiren spokes up again, "All in all, nobody has ever survived burial mounds, not to mention a corpse, not even bones were there, he was such an evil person. It is only right for him to die without a burial place!"
His uncle strides away as Lan Zhan was left there with an angry expression, he speaks up loudly and angrily, "Grandmaster, what's white and what's black? Is it necessary that people who have killed others are evil? People, who wear black are necessarily evildoers? Wen Sect wears black but are they really innocent!? WE! Other sects, who among the cultivators haven't killed a single a person!"
He receives a slap, "Insolent! How dare you raise your voice and disrespect your elders!" Lan Wangji laughs off, "I don't need respect and you don't deserve my respect." His uncle was about to slap him once more but he stays still without even blinking or moving an inch.
Wei Ying wants to cry badly, no tears come out, he badly wanted him to retract those words but... "Meet me at the hall of rules tomorrow at 7, dare you not come and you shall be kicked out by the sect!"
"Uncle!" Zewu-Jun arrives, "Spare Wangji" He begs, but Lan Zhan spoke up, "No need brother. I'm going back to my room, this sect is only a shell anyways."
Lan Qiren was so pissed off that he was about to pass out, while Lan Zhan murmurs as he walked back to his jing shi, "Rather a prison..."
Morning came and Lan Zhan went to the hall of rules at 7 he wasn't early nor was he late, just on time. Grandmaster asks him to kneel, Wei Ying also saw the discipline whip, "NO" He shouts but who can hear him? Soon Lan Qiren starts talking, he can't hear anymore.
He tried to burn more of his soul but there was almost nothing left to burn, darkness enveloped him and brought him to an unknown place. He sheds a tear, "Lan Zhan..."
Much better if Lan Zhan would tell Wei Ying himself about the scars, see you on the next chapter

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TOO LATE {EDITED VERSION}
FanfictionORIGINAL VERSION: https://www.wattpad.com/story/293016530-too-late Blaming myself for all those years after that hand left mine, was it worth it? Me realizing it too late, was it a mistake? Is everything wrong? I hoped I knew what love was earlier...