My Little Devil BL (The Untamed/Advancing Bravely/Guardian/HIStory3)

Chapter 18- Lan Zhan

Introducingggg......
Wei WuXian and Lan Zhan!!!!!
Hahaha I hope I don't disappoint, these are my babies <33

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Lan Zhan rode his car up to the school building at 7 am. Besides for the janitors, he was the first one there. It was how he preferred it and had been his practice for so many years, so the janitors even opened up the main doors for him every morning.

This morning there was a foggy mist in the air and as the janitors opened up the door, it almost looked like Lan Zhan had appeared out of nowhere.

"Good morning Teacher Lan Zhan," the janitor bowed his head slightly.

"Good morning."

Lan Zhan never spoke more than this to them, but nevertheless the janitors all loved him since he would always show them the greatest respect and he was always so well organized and clean, his room never needing cleaning. On the contrary, Lan Zhan had specifically asked that his office be left untouched, saying that he would personally clean it.

If he was asked, the janitor couldn't be able to say how many years Lan Zhan had worked at their school for. It seemed like forever, yet they all knew this couldn't be, since he looked so young.

"About 100 years," he would tell the students who would ask him. All the girls would clamour and pester him for information about him.

"What is his real name? Where is he from? How old is he? Does he have a girlfriend?" But not only the students annoyed him, the other teachers in the school would ask, one even asked him to put a box of chocolates into his desk when he cleaned his room, which he didn't. 

He shook his head, these young teachers should focus more on teaching, instead of flirting with him!

Lan Zhan went straight to his office and began to do his work. His mind felt clear in the morning, especially after his morning routine and meditations. He prepared all his classes in these hours and had no difficulty in marking his students work.

But today was different. Today was his 12th year teaching in this school.

And 13 years since Wei WuXian's death.

He stopped marking and sat deep in thought. Even though so many years had passed he still felt like it was yesterday. Whilst no expression of it ever showed, the gaping hole inside him had never filled. He still felt the same despair, grief and deep sadness he had felt on that day. If anything it had grown worse with the years, adding feelings of homesickness and numbness. His true home had been only with Wei WuXian, his entire being; his soul, body, mind, they all belonged to him.

They had always been his. Since the first night when Wei WuXian had snuck into Cloud Recesses without permission and had battled him; from his crazy jokes and misbehaviour in classes which drove Lan Qiren mad, to when he would cling onto him by his arm and drag him along on his adventures, Lan Zhan had known that he was his.

How he had yearned to take him away from the battlefield to Cloud Recesses and lock him up to protect him from the cold, harsh world that all hated and wanted to kill him. He was too free spirited, too lovely, too brave for this mortal world.

Lan Zhan continued marking his papers, carefully focusing.

For a year after his death, he didn't leave Cloud Recesses, staying mostly in his room only leaving when Lan Qiren, his uncle or his brother Lan XiChen called for him. His brother was the only comfort to him, the only one who understood his feelings towards Wei WuXian, and he had held him close, comforting him even though he didn't cry out or show any outward emotion.

Lan XiChen would be there when he would awaken deep in the night after having another nightmare; where Wei WuXian would be lying under a tree, grass in his long, silky hair and flowers framing his body, a white cloth tied around his eyes, and Lan Zhan would try to kiss him but he kept disappearing, reappearing in dark black and red garments, a bitter smile on his face, "They killed me Lan Zhan, look what they have done to me," he would repeat again and again. No matter how Lan Zhan pleaded with him to stay with him and that he didn't care, how he wanted him even if they hated him, Wei WuXian would run away and fall off a cliff, making Lan Zhan wake up with a painful feeling in his chest. Lan XiChen would be by his bedside and hold him tight, he couldn't even say it was just a dream, so he would play calming music for his brother until he slept again.