As Lan zhan panted, a scene from 16 years ago flashed in front of his eyes, a scene they had tried to erase from their memories.
"A-ying! Don't leave me!" Lan zhan screamed holding his wife, hearing his nephew shout Lan Qiren can running(rules be damned) to the scene.
"A-zhan, baobei, deep breaths.....deep breaths sweetheart.....your a-ying is right here." Wei ying tried to calm her husband.
"A-zhan-" Lan qiren was about to speak, but a fiery gaze from Wei ying muted him.
"Think about five things you like." Wei ying whispered.
"Bunnies"
"Good going baobei, keep speaking."
"Red ribbons"
"Sandalwood candles"
"Carrot cake"
"A-ying's cashmere blanket." Lan zhan had calmed down considerably.
"Well-done baobei, now close your eyes and imagine your happy place." Wei ying kissed Lan zhan's sweaty temples.
"Where are you standing maogen?" Wei ying asked, lowering Lan zhan's head on her lap.
"Inside our bedroom, near my pine table." Lan zhan said.
"What are you wearing?" Wei ying asked.
"My blue sweater that a-ying knitted for me." Wei ying ran her fingers through Lan zhan's hair.
"Who else is in the room with you bunny?" Wei ying asked.
"A-ying, crochet, and ginger." Lan zhan replied.
"What are we doing?" Wei ying whispered.
"A-ying and I are reading a book, laughing as crochet and ginger lie in our laps." Lan zhan smiled, Wei ying's exhaled in relief.
"Which book buttercup?" Wei ying asked.
"Pride and prejudice." Lan zhan let his shoulder slump, Wei ying relaxed even more as Lan zhan opened his eyes.
Wei ying couldn't help but pepper Lan zhan's face with numerous butterfly kisses.
"I'm sorry, I worried a-ying." Lan zhan said kissing away his wife's tears, the tears Wei ying did not know existed till now.
"Let's go home." Wei ying said, helping Lan zhan get up.
"Let's go." Lan zhan followed his wife, without sparing even a single glance at the older Lan standing behind them.
"Shufu! It...It..was..our..our Wangji!" A shocked Lan xichen rushed to follow his brother, but was held back by Lan qiren.
"We don't even know how deep their wounds run. We've lost him xichen." Lan qiren sighed watching his nephew disappear.
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"Get some rest sweetheart, I'll bring you some chamomile tea." Wei ying said tucking Lan zhan in their bed.
"Stay." Lan zhan held his wife.
"You're stuck with me forever." Wei ying cooed.
"That's better." Lan zhan murmured.
Wei ying smiled fondly, getting under the fluffy cashmere blanket as she placed Lan zhan's head on her bosoms.
"They're softer now." Lan zhan said, squeezing one of Wei ying's breasts, taking the cue Wei ying removed her bra and led Lan zhan's palm under her sweatshirt.
She let Lan zhan use her breasts as a squeeze toy till her big bunny fell asleep.
"My big bunny." Wei ying cooed. Removing Lan zhan's hands from her breasts Wei ying got in the tub for a hot bath, trying not to think about that day 16 years ago.
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16 years ago(flashback through Wei ying's memories)
Wei ying had tried to run away from the conversion camp once again, she was sick of the rape and death threats the Wen boy and his goons used, to make her sneak drugs in for them.
Wei ying had no choice back then as she did not have any solid evidences against the Wens, but today was different, she had found an escape root tonight.
Six months from now Wei ying was forced to sneak drugs in for Wen chao and his goons, at that time she had tried to contact the police, but they took no actions due to the lack of evidences.
She even tried to contact her parents, plead them to take her away from this hell, the only thing she received from them were words of rage and hate.
"Wei Wuxian! Do not dare to call us from now on! Do you have any idea how upset your mother is! If you've forgotten let me remind you, she is 8 months pregnant with your sister! If anything happens to any of my girls then I will hold you accountable!" This was the last phone call from her father that Wei ying had received in past 16 years.
"Aren't I your girl too?" Wei ying had wanted to ask back then, but she knew that his answer will never change.
When Wen chao came to know about her attempts to seek help from outside, her phone was confiscated, but not before she texted her last ray of hope; Lan Wangji. Though not her closest friend, but she knew that the man won't turn around in face of atrocities, a man who secretly held her heart.
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"A-ying." Wei ying was brought out of her thoughts, seeing Lan zhan limp into the bathroom worry flashed in her eyes.
His back must be aching, she thought.
Lan zhan splashed his face with some water, before sitting on a stool beside his wife.
"Don't overthink xingan, come out quickly will make your favorite egg soup and garlic bread." Lan zhan ruffled Wei ying's hair as he limped out after some time.
Looking at her shriveled fingers Wei ying decided to get out of the tub.
She dressed in one of her ugly, yet comfy Christmas sweater and Lan zhan's pajamas and her woolen bunny socks, before tying her hair with a simple red scrunchie.
Picking out a mahogany nail paint from her collection and a lipstick from her sailor moon range, she headed to the kitchen.
"A-zhan!" Wei ying jumped at her husband from behind.
"What would my kitty like in desert?" Lan zhan asked.
"Some carrot cake from yesterday?" Wei ying squinted her eyes playfully.
"Mn, will do." Lan zhan took out the cake form the fridge and heated it in the oven.
"A-ying has a desert for a-zhan." Wei ying said applying her lipstick before staining Lan zhan's cheek.
"You-" A betrayed Lan zhan ran after Wei ying to catch her, but being an ex-basketball team captain Wei ying used her agility to dodge Lan zhan's grip.
"Catch me er-gege!" Wei ying jumped from the sofa to their dining table.
"A-yuan!" Lan zhan said, to distract Wei ying.
As expected Wei ying jumped down the table, and was caught in a pair of sturdy arms of her arch nemesis and was being devoured by her heartless bunny.
"You tricked me!" Wei ying tried to sound mad, but a chuckle escaped her.
"I'm cruel." Lan zhan teased.
"You're pure evil!" Wei ying faux scolded.
"Then I shall show my true nature." Lan zhan said laughing maniacally before proceeding to tickle his wife's belly.
"Mama! Baba! We're home!" The kids announced.
"Help me tackle your dad!" Wei ying called, on her one ce her soldiers rushed to tackle their father.
In the end the laughing family sprawled on the sofa catching their breaths. Wei ying couldn't be happier.
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