Lan Zhan woke up right after his alarm clock went off. *bzzt bzzt* His phone was ringing aswell, that was his brother, he stoop up in one jerk and picked up the call from Lan Huan or also called Lan Xichen, the one who organizes his work meetings and his evening shows. Lan Zhan is a famous pianist, who also usually worked as a model, because of his perfect body and his gorgeous face, his eyes, particularly, are the elements that women liked most. Bright light amber eyes, inherited from his deceased mother.
"Brother?" He tried to sound as awake as possible, his brother obviously knew that Lan Zhan was forcing just himself, so he calmly replied. "Sorry, Wangji, if I suddenly woke you up." "No problem, brother, my alarm clock just rang, so don't worry." The younger replied. "Uh, well. Your appointent with the Liying company has been moved from nine o'clock to eight. So, prepare yourself and I'll be there to pick you up at seven and a half, understood?" "Yes, brother." "Okay, then. See you later."
Lan Zhan went to the bathroom, sleepy and tired he started brushing his white and perfect teeth, washing his jade-like face and to comb his short black hair. He went to his white wardrobe, picked up some white and elegant leather shoes, some black trousers, a white and soft turtleneck, long white socks, a grey warm scarf and a light blue long coat.
He went to his kitchen and prepared a bitter and hot coffe. After that, he prepared his bag, with some papers. He then went out, since his brother was about to be there soon. Outside was really cold. Lan Zhan's eyes rolled around, captured by the particular elements that characterized the streets. The sound of the cars, the lights of the long wide street, the blah blah blah of the people that were passing by, the chirping of the birds that, trying to run away from the cold, layed close. Lan Zhan then looked up to the sky.
A little and cold snow flake gently fell on Lan Zhan's nose. Then a second one came by, then a third, then a fourth, then a fifth, then a tenth and slowly all the sky was filled up by those little white milk flakes. Lan Zhan turned around, he saw a corrupted figure, a long and passed memory, that he conserved from the bottom of his heart.
That day was quite the same of his first day at university. *pant pant* He was running late, but how? But why? He wasn't the one who was panting, but the person that was on his shoulders. "What was this person thinking?!" The young Lan Zhan thought who some seconds ago just jumped on him. The wind was like a slap that got harder and harder the further they went. Why was he even piggybacking that person? "AAAAAAAA, Oh my fucking God! Save me!! Who fucking asshole's this horrible dog?!" That person's voice was kind of irritating and Lan Zhan hated curse words but it aswell was like a comand and Lan Zhan started to run faster and faster despite everything. The cold wind was like a slap that got harder and harder the further they went, *woof woof!* That dog after them was just an adorable ball of fur, what was so scary about it? They finally managed to escape, they both were panting, one because of running, the other because of the fright he just had.
*pant pant* "Thank you so much, I owe you my life!" The stranger said relieved. "But for now I'll tell you my name. I am Wei Wuxian, birth name Ying! Looking forward to get to know you better." He continued. Right after he started examining the other one with attention. "Ying? The 'Ying' that stands for infant? That really suits you." Lan Zhan talked while thinking. "What?" The other asked while still staring at him. "Lan Wangji, Zhan. My birth name." He then replied, trying to avoid what he just said. Then he looked at him.
That was a pretty tall boy, but for Lan Zhan, who was even taller, he was just as tall as a gnome. His hair were pretty long for a boy, messy and tied up with a red and old hair tie. He had a tiny black bag, a light white shirt covered up by a carminio large cardigan and a pair of high red and black Jordan 1 shoes. That boy had a silver-like earring on his left ear aswell. His eyes were dark and big and these latter were exactly looking at him and they were really close maybe too close!
Lan Zhan's heart suddenly jumped and he jerked away. "Lan Zhan, my friend! You really are an handsome boy, your eyes, in particular, are really beautiful." Lan Zhan tried to avoid him and walk away, but Wei Ying wouldn't leave him alone. "Tell me, Lan Zhan, wouldn you like to pose for me, sometimes? If I think about the fact that I could create so many clothes for you to try and they would fit perfectly!" Wei Ying said with joy, while taking something out from his bag, it was a notebook. He started scribbling on it. scribble scribble scribble "What? Are you a designer or something?" Lan Zhan asked, a bit curious about the argument. "A fashion designer! And I wish that ,one day, all China will wear my brand! Ahahaha!" Then he looked at him. "How about you? What do you study?" He asked. "I play the piano, I'm studying some other instruments aswell, like the violin, the flute etc..but I particularly like to play the piano." Lan Zhan replied shyly, he never talked about this with a schoolmate, he in reality never had such strong relationships with his schoolmates at all, in all his life!
"A pianist huh?" Wei Ying looked at the sky, then looked at Lan Zhan again. "I love music!" The conversation was interrupted by a bzzt bzzt. Bzzt bzzt. They both looked at eachother confused, then started searching in their bags and in their pocket. Then Wei Ying picked up his phone from his messy bag. It was his alarm clock, reminding him of his lessons. "Oh, Lord! I'm late for my design class! Oh, it even started snowing! We should walk in, I should hurry up and go to my class aswell. Sorry, see you later, Lan Zhan!" He said then fastly runned away while the snow slowly posed on Lan Zhan's face, that was looking up to the sky. Then he walked in. "Wei Ying!" Wangji screamed trying to get his attention."What?" "See you later!" "What?" He asked confused since he was way too far. "Uh, nothi-"
That memory was interrupted by a sound of a horn. "beep beep" It was his brother. "Shall we go, Wangji?"
Author's note✍️
Finally I'm done😩 Sorry, in the prolouge I said that I would've uploaded the chapter in one day or half. But yesterday and today were so busy that I almost forgot to write this chapter, and now, I'm not sleeping so that I could've write it. I hope you liked this first chapter! Lets see eachother in the next chapter in two weeks, byebye❤️
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