At the moment, it was already near dusk. With a boy on his back and both of them covered in dirt, they received a lot of attention from passersby. Wei Wuxian went back to the street where Jin Ling used the dog to chase him and found an inn. Using the money he fished out of Lan Wangji's money pouch, he bought two new outfits and got a room. He first took off Jin Ling's sect robe, which had been crumpled after it was buried in dirt, then pulled off his boots. Suddenly, his movements came to a halt.
There appeared to be an area of shadow on Jin Ling's lower leg. Squatting down and rolling up the boy's trousers, Wei Wuxian discovered that this wasn't a shadow, but a black bruise. And, it wasn't a bruise that came from being injured, it was a Curse Mark.
A Curse Mark was a marking made by an evil being on its prey. If it appeared, it meant that the person had offended something of extreme malice. If it left a mark, it would find you no matter what, possibly after a long time, and possibly tonight. The consequences ranged from having the body part with the marking taken away or just death.
Jin Ling's whole leg had turned black, and the bruise was still stretching upward. Wei Wuxian had never seen a Curse Mark in such an intense shade of black and covering such a large area. The more he looked at it, the sterner his face grew. He put Jin Ling's legs down and undid Jin Ling's undergarment. He only felt relief after he saw that his chest and stomach areas were all clean, not affected by the Curse Mark yet.
At this moment, Jin Ling opened his eyes.
He was confused for quite a while. With his body naked and cold all around, he came to at once.
He immediately got up and roared with a flushed face, "Wh-wh-wh-what are you doing?!"
Wei Wuxian grinned, "Oh hey, you're awake."
Appearing as if he had encountered a great shock, Jin Ling shut the front of his undergarment and shrunk toward the corner of the bed, "What do you want?! Where are my clothes?! Where's my sword?! Where's my dog?!"
Wei Wuxian spoke, "I was just about to put on your clothes for you."
His expression and tone were as kind as those of a grandmother who wanted to put on a jacket for her grandson.
Jin Ling leaned against the wall with disheveled hair, "I am not a cut-sleeve!!!"
Wei Wuxian beamed, "What a coincidence—I am!!!"
...
"Oh A'Xian, must you continue to tease the boy?" Yanli asked.
"I was just trying to calm him down a little and work up a conversation," Wei Wuxian answered.
"At least you are trying," Yanli said.
"I wanted to make things right with Jin Ling, but I know I can't take back what happened," Wuxian told her.
"That is in the past now, so you don't have to think about it anymore, plus we are all back, are we not?" Yanli reminded.
Wei Wuxian nodded.
...
Jin Ling snatched the sword that lay beside the bed in a manner so courageous that it seemed if Wei Wuxian walked one more step forward, he would kill him and then commit suicide to prove his innocence.
Wei Wuxian finally managed to stop laughing, "Why are you so scared? It was only a joke! I spent so much effort to dig you out of the wall, and you don't even thank me."
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Who You Are
FanficWei 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...
