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The Rabbit Year

It was the Year of the Rabbit, a time when the magic in the universe aligned in perfect harmony. Ancient lore said this was a year of unity, reflection, and renewal—a year when the hidden forces of the cosmos could be felt by those open to them. Ayana, true to her words and mission, had gathered everyone together under the starry sky. The air hummed with energy as if the universe itself was holding its breath in anticipation.                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Ayana, with her calm demeanor and wise presence, was always the one people turned to when the world seemed too vast and confusing. She had a gift for weaving people together, creating bonds where there were none. Her message today was more important than ever. And although Lan Qiren and his mother already knew the depths of what Ayana was about to share, they insisted on being present. Perhaps, for them, it was a form of closure or simply a reaffirmation of everything they believed in

"Thank you all for coming," Ayana began, her voice steady and calm. "Tonight marks a moment where the universe aligns in a way that only happens once in a lifetime, during the Year of the Rabbit. This alignment is not just a cosmic event—it's a chance for us to realign with one another, to heal, to grow, to share truths."

Lan Zhan sat beside Wei Wuxian, their 16-year-old daughter between them. She inherited her father's carefree spirit and witty charm, always laughing and teasing. Her playful nature brought a sense of lightness to their family.

Lan Wanji sat beside Wei Ying, his gaze is soft as the newlywed smiled brightly. The air buzzed with celebration, the joy palpable in the room. Wei Ying's hand rested gently in Wanji's, a silent promise of forever. Together, they faced their future, hearts intertwined in unspoken harmony.

Wang and Zhan sat with their 22-year-old twins, a strikingly handsome young man and a beautiful lady. The family's presence radiated charm and grace, capturing the attention of everyone around them.

Chang sat there, unchanged after 30 years. Her face was still youthful, untouched by time, her eyes reflecting the same quiet strength. Memories of the past flooded back, but she remained a mystery as if the years had left no trace on her.

Duan Dan coiled her arms around Feng Mian, her smile soft and tender. In that brief moment, time seemed to stand still, and the warmth between them grew. Feng Mian sighed, feeling the calm wash over him as Duan Dan's embrace felt like home, grounding him in quiet peace.

Meng was also there with her children and grandchildren. Cheng arrived with his wife, and the sight nearly took Meng's breath away. Yet, she had already made peace with the situation, accepting the inevitable. Surrounded by her family, she found solace in the life she had built without him.

Lan Zhan beamed. "Let's get to the juicy part, I have waited 30 years for this."

"Why don't you tell us about you and Wei Wuxian's life first?" Zhan laughed, his usual calm demeanor lightened with amusement.

"Oh, I will," Lan Zhan replied with a sly grin, "but we need to hear the sad part first." He paused, eyes sparkling with humor. "I'll tell you about my funny, crazy life after all that."

Zhan laughed, clearly enjoying the rare moment of levity between them. "Alright, but don't leave out the best parts!"

Ayana sighed deeply, her eyes scanning the room filled with anxious faces. They all waited, eager to hear the tales behind their suffering, each story etched with pain. She hesitated, then began, knowing that the truth they sought would unravel wounds far deeper than they could imagine.