𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 〖𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐍〗

第一章

        the blood trickled down from the wound on the male's arm that was holding his; blood drops falling on his own face as he looked up at the youngest jade twins of the lan clan.

❛...𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙯𝙝𝙖𝙣.❜ he whispered, looking up into those golden eyes that held so much pain and worry in them. the arm sleeve of the white robe soaked in the said male's blood yet the younger jade only tightened his grip around his arm.

❛...let go.❜ 𝙬𝙚𝙞 𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 whispered again, a little louder this time. hanging down from the edge of the cliff at nightless city with lan wangji holding tightly on his arm, refusing to let go. wei wuxian struggled to free himself but the younger jade's grip only grasped strongly around his wrist.

❛let go of me.❜ wei wuxian choked out, the blood dripping down from lan wangji's wounded arm and falling on his face; mixed with his own tears that rolled down his face.

lan wangji didn't listen and only tightened his grip more when he felt his arm slipping from the younger jade's hold.

wei wuxian casted his glance to lan wangji's side when he noticed the glimmer of the tip of a sword as a figure stepped to their view.

he stared up, a ghost smile lingering on the corner of his lips as he locked eyes with his brother, holding the sword, pointing down right at him.

𝙟𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜 looked down at him. his eyes filled with rage, pain and something more that wei wuxian couldn't point out at that moment.

when jiang cheng raised the sword, its tip pointing right at wei wuxian, his hands shook; his whole body was trembling. tears were visible in the corner of his eyes as he looked down at the hanging male from the cliff.

❛wei wuxian...❜ there was a visible tremble in his voice when he spoke. wei wuxian kept his smile on, another tear escaping the corner of his eyes.

❛go to hell-!❜ the sword struck the side of the lower edge of the cliff rock. wei wuxian gasped, noticing the crack that would take not only him but lan wangji and jiang cheng down with him as well if it grew more.

he casted a last glance to the two people who meant the most to his heart and used the last ounce of his strength and with a strong jerk, he free-d his hand from lan wangji's grip and let himself descend down to his own demise.

he pressed a pained smile to his lips when lan wangji's heart wrenching call for him resonated through the air.

❛WEI YING!!!❜

and then, everything went black for him.

      wei wuxian woke up abruptly when he felt someone giving him a firm jerk to his body.

❛wei wuxian-! wake up. you sleep like you're dead.❜ jiang cheng's irritated voice fell over his ears as he rubbed his eyes, looking around himself, trying to wrap his head around his surroundings.

'i, indeed, was supposed to be dead.' he thought, looking around before his eyes took in his brother's appearance.

jiang cheng wasn't in his sect robes but instead wearing the white robes of gusu lan, the same one they used to wear when they came to study in cloud recesses. not only that, jiang cheng looked even younger than before.

wei wuxian frowned as he casted another glance around himself. he was back at his former room at cloud recesses that he shared with jiang cheng.

but how did he end up here? wasn't he at nightless city, falling down the cliff? he was supposed to be dead. then why wasn't he?

❛where am i?❜ he whispered, sitting up straight on the bed. jiang cheng frowned, looking at him when a whisper-like voice fell on wei wuxian's ears.