<*Gore, wouldn't advise eating while reading this chapter*>
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It was Wei Wuxian!
However, apart from the face, from top to bottom, this person was nowhere like the past Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian had clearly been a bright, high-spirited boy. The tips of his eyes and eyebrows had always retained the hint of a grin, always refusing to walk properly. Yet, this person was entirely enveloped in a cold, dark energy. He was handsome, yet pale-faced, his smile eerie.
The sight before their eyes was too surprising. The situation was still unclear, and they couldn't act rashly. Even though the two on the roof were flabbergasted, neither rushed inside. They only forced their heads lower and inched closer to the slit between the roof tiles.
'Wei Ying, but why do you look so different? What happen to you? Where did you go?' These are the questions that has been going on inside of Lan Wangji head every since Wei Wuxian disappear.
Inside the room, Wei Wuxian, clothed in black, turned around slowly. Wen Chao covered his own face.
Now, only the raspy breath of his voice could be heard, "Wen ZhuLiu... Wen ZhuLiu!"
Hearing this, Wei Wuxian's eyes and lips curled up, "Even now, you still think that calling him would be of any use?"
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"Looking back at myself...I do look scary," Wei Ying said, "I look different but...not really."
Lan Zhan couldn't read the turmoil of thoughts swimming in Wei Ying's eyes, "it is what happened after being consumed by so much resentment."
"I can see now what you mean," Wei Ying said, "are you sure this is for them to see? Are you trying to make me feel more guilty?" He asked Baoshan.
"That wasn't my intention," Baoshan said apologetically.
"Well, it seems like it," Wei Ying said.
Lan Wangji cradled the man comfortably in his arms trying to hope that it was enough to keep Wei Wuxian's mind at ease...but it was more like wishful thinking to be honest.
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He walked a few steps nearer and kicked into a white object by his foot. He looked down. It was the meat bun that Wen Chao had tossed away.
Wei Wuxian raised a brow, "What, you're a picky eater?"
Wen Chao fell from his stool, screeching, "I'm not eating it! I'm not eating it! I'm not eating it!"
As he bawled, he crawled on the ground with his finger-less hands. The long black cape slid down the lower half of his body, revealing his legs. The two legs dangled from his torso as if they were burdensome accessories. Even wrapped within bandages, they were still unusually thin. Due to his violent movements, the bandages stretched out to form gaps. Inside were ghastly white bones, crimson blood and strands of flesh still hanging from them.
All of the flesh on his legs had been sliced off, piece by piece. And, likely... all of the flesh had been eaten by himself!
Wen Chao's sharp screams echoed within the empty courier station. Wei Wuxian looked as though he didn't hear anything. Lifting up the hem of his robe, he sat down at another table.
The second oil lamp lit up. Before the bright yellow of the flame, half of Wei Wuxian's face was in the light, the other half in the dark. He dropped his hand down. An ashen face appeared out of the darkness under the table. Soon, there came the crunching sounds of chewing.
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FanfictionWei Ying has died once. Twice if you count the day he was dropped into the burial mounds. He was someone who fought for what was right, but was wronged for it and his life was the cost. Now, a few years after everything had ended, With Jin Guangyao...
