Ships and Love

Leave Everything To Me

Wei Wuxian x Mo Xuanyu

Fluff, Comfort

No Kink

Past

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"I hereby call the ancestral evil spirit of Wei Wuxian!"

Mo Xuanyu had never regretted saying those words. He had never regretted stealing this diabolical book from Jin Guangyao's stash.

He had never regretted picking Wei Wuxian at that time.

He was alone, battered and bruised. Not a single person could feel his pain and suffering. Though he believed that the 'ancestral evil spirit' Wei Wuxian could.

He was condemned by the whole continent after all.

There were rumours that the YiLing Patriarch was a cut sleeve. There were also rumours that the YiLing Patriarch liked Han Guang-jun. Whatever the reason was, Mo Xuanyu felt that the two of them were relatable.

"Look at that boy, freely flirting with Meng Yao. That boy is really gutsy! He was flirting with his own stepbrother!"

"It's fine if he's just a cut sleeve, but that Meng Yao is rumoured to be the sect head's Love Child! "

"Not like Mo Xuanyu isn't either! If he liked Meng Yao, it would be incest! It's so wrong! "

"Sush! Even if they're just the sect head's Love Children, it's inappropriate to gossip them like this! Let's just stop lest they hear us!"

Mo Xuanyu chuckled.

He heard it, crystal clear.

I did not know that he's my stepbrother! I didn't even know that father never accepted him just because he's a son of a 'whore'.

Then what would that make me?

A man-whore?

Mo Xuanyu's grip on the paper book tightened as tears fell down his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Xuanyu, but it is the sect head's decision. You are to be sent back to where you came from."

He struggled, "why? Why did father do this?"

The disciple didn't even pity him. The disciple looked extremely happy to see him gone, "looks like he didn't want you after all..."

Mo Xuanyu froze.

"That's not true! If father didn't want me at all, father wouldn't call me here! He wouldn't send those messengers to pick me up that day!"

The disciple simply put a hand over his mouth, "oops, I forgot, you are not allowed to address the sect head as 'father' again."

"I-," Mo Xuanyu's heart shattered, "I...it...I can't believe it..."

"Why?"

Mo Xuanyu cut off his wrist, pouring a lot of blood into a clean wooden basin. Every time drop of blood touched the surface of the basin, it would stain that part. Blood red stains...