The two doors sprang open, and the person who sat nervously inside instantly wailed, "Hanguang- un, I don't know, I don't know, I..."
After he realized in what posture the two of them came inside, he stared blankly at them, barely managing to finish the last sentence, "... I really don't know."
It really was the "Head Shaker".
...
"Huaisang!" Nie Mingjue growled, "why must you embarrass the Nie name like this?"
"Da-Ge!" Nie Huaisang whined and looked at Lan Xichen for help.
"Don't look at me, I helped with what I could. The rest is on you," Lan Xichen said.
"What? Why must you leave me like this?" Huaisang asked.
"I have a brother and brother-in-law to look after. I helped you enough. You should be able to handle anything. You planned a lot of what is to come anyway," Lan Xichen told him, "so, you seem to your own just fine. It's just your brother."
"Who could break my legs," Huaisang whined.
"And I will if you keep whining!" Nie Mingjue told him.
Nie Huaisang shut his mouth after that. Clamping it shut into a thin line.
...
Acting as if he didn't see anything, Lan Wangji carried Wei Wuxian inside and put him on the bamboo mat. Nie Huaisang seemed as if he couldn't bear to look at the scene, and immediately opened his fan, covering his face with it.
...
"It's like you haven't seen friends helping friends before," Wen Qing teased him.
"It wasn't everyday back then you would see Hanguang Jun being so close to someone like that," Nie Huaisang protested.
"So you just looked away as if it was a scandalous thing," Wen Qing continued to tease.
"Qing-Jie, it's Huaisang you are talking to," Wei Wuxian said, "he could probably find something scandalous in the most innocent scenario."
"You have no faith in me Wei-Xiong," Nie Huaisang told him.
"Oh I do, but you make it small faith," he teased.
"What is this, pick on Nie Huaisang day?" Huaisang asked.
"Yes," multiple people said at once.
He just hid his face behind his fan in embarrassment.
...
Wei Wuxian walked around the fan to examine him. Even after so many years, his past classmate didn't bear many changes. He looked the same as he did back then. Although he was born with an elegant, attractive face, his expression made him seem as if one could do anything to him. His stylish outfit showed a fine taste in clothing, which meant that he definitely put plenty of thought into it.
Compared to the leader of a sect, he further resembled a wealthy idler. Even if he wore an imperial robe, he wouldn't seem like a prince; even if he held a saber, he wouldn't seem like a cultivator. He denied it no matter what, so Lan Wangji put the piece of fabric that the spiritual dog had bitten off onto the table.
Nie Huaisang felt for his sleeve that lacked a certain scrap, then replied miserably, "I just happened to pass by. I really don't know anything."
Wei Wuxian, "If you don't know, I'll talk. As you listen to me, maybe you'll figure that you do know some things after all."
Nie Huaisang opened and closed his mouth a few times, unable to provide a response.
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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...
