Philophobia [English translation] MDZS Fanfic

Chapter two: Philophobia.

Ah.

I almost forgot...

hey guys ^.^

New translated chapter here, hope you enjoy!

Also question: I keep skipping between Wei Ying (his birth name) and Wei WuXian (his common name) and the same for the other characters so I'm just wondering if I should stick with one of them for the whole story (unless someone talks to them and it should be either the familiar or formal name where I would write it accordingly) but yeah just wondering. Your thoughts wanted.

P.S. again, the picture above has no relation to the story, just wanted to share 

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"Wei Wuxian, come down to dinner~" Jiang Cheng warned, frowning. Wei had left a few hours ago with an exaggerated smile and had returned with an absent one. He was now lying in bed solemnly. Jiang Cheng could not bear to see him like a dying fish, so he hurried out before becoming the accomplice of mischief "Do not delay ..."

Wei Ying moaned a dramatic exclamation. He looked up at the computer screen, slowly reading the article.

[Philophobia, or the fear of falling in love, is a social disorder that makes the individual feel stress and anxiety before the possibility of an affectionate relationship]

"Fear of love ... Is there really something like that?" he muttered.

He rolled on his back, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and recalled his famous sentimental query.

.... before

Wei Ying sat with his back straight and a tight smile painted on his lips, watching closely his companion. Lan WangJi looked through the window that was on one side, his face was indifferent and thoughtful. The young waiter was a bundle of nerves, trying to serve the drinks without spilling anything, Wei Wuxian gave him a complacent smile.

"Thanks"

"No-No problem. Enjoy your drinks" he sneaks a glance at Lan WangJi and almost faints when he receives a polite nod before scurrying back to the counter.

"And how can I help you, Lan WangJi?"

Wei Ying tried to sound serious and resolute, as if every day you would get a call from the indifferent Lan WangJi to talk. It was crazy! He could even see more normal meeting with director QiRen in the cafeteria. He brought the tea cup closer and took a small sip.

"I like someone"

Wei Ying had to squeeze his lips to keep from spitting the liquid and quickly swallows it. He feels a twist in the pit of his stomach but the boy associates it with boiling tea. His face is a poem worth admiring. Lan WangJi slowly turns his gaze to Wei Ying, and over the table he places a neat pamphlet that Wei Wuxian recognises immediately.

"You help in these cases"

Wei Ying intended to mock the other's credulity but seeing him so serious and confident, he had to swallow his words. He could feel how he heard the voice of Jiang Cheng reproaching him that he had it well deserved.

"Do you expect me to be your cupid, Lan Zhan?" He crossed his arms and smiled with mockery.

"No." He looked again at the window. Wei Ying kept watching his face, noticing the fine features of the young vice president before his eyes. "I do not want you to be a cupid, Wei Ying"

Lan WangJi was one of the few people who called him by his birth name and the only one that made him feel nervous when he did.

"E-then, what?"