Months turned into a year, and Wu Qian was still lost between the realms of reality and delusion.
He roamed the streets aimlessly, hoping to catch a glimpse of his beloved Wen Jing.
The people around him had different opinions about him. Some called him crazy, some pitied him, while others gossiped about his past relationship with Wen Jing.
Despite all this, Wu Qian never gave up hope. Every day, he would play the Ocarina and call out to Wen Jing's soul with Inquiry, but there was no response.
The silence was deafening, and it only served to deepen his despair.
Wu Qian's life had become a series of monotonous routines. He would wake up, eat, and then wander the streets, sometimes for hours on end.
The only thing that kept him going was the hope that he would one day reunite with his soulmate.
One morning, Wu Qian found himself back on the same mountain where he had first met Wen Jing.
The chirping of the birds, the scent of the medicinal plants, and the warm sun rays were all familiar, yet it felt like a distant memory.
He once again picked up his Ocarina and started playing Inquiry once again, but there was no response.
He played it again and again until his fingers ached, but still, there was no response.
As he sat there, heartbroken and alone, he realized that he had been living in a dream world for far too long.
The reality was that Wen Jing was gone, and he would never see him again. A wave of grief washed over him, and he broke down in tears.
The people passing by looked at him with pity as he cried uncontrollably, but he didn't care.
With a heavy heart, he picked himself up and was about to jump off the mountain, when suddenly, a hand grabbed him.
Wu Qian turned around, his lips quivered into a smile.
"Finally."
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That fated morning.
Historical FictionLittle did he know that their fates would change after meeting each other on that fated morning. Wu Qian a servant and Wen Jing, the future king of the Wen kingdom.