In the ancient realm there was a soul who was known widely as Hanguang-Jun.
He was known to be aloof and away from worldly beings. Seldom people knew him for who he was or what his heart truly yearned in reality.
A man who loved dearly and in retu...
Wish that night, I made you stay by my side. Wish I had held your hand. Wish I had gazed into your eyes a little longer.
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Smiling you winked and jumped onto the roof 'again'. Patting the seat by your side, you asked me to join you "Lan Zhan! Come sit here". Oh Wei Ying, you need to stop sitting on my rooftop. Only if you knew what it meant!
Could I ever deny your any of your request? Ah my poor soul.
In seconds I join you and sit by your side. Your grin makes me wonder what made you so happy? Am I oblivious to something, Wei?
"Lan Zhan, this is such a beautiful night, don't you agree?"
"Hm"
"Come on Lan Zhan, be a little more exuberant, we're heading out for a battle tomorrow, I don't know what the outcomes going to be!" He turns to look at me and smiles "this could be the last time we are sitting together" at that my anger pikes up.
"Wei Ying!!!" Don't say that. Please.
"Hǎo de,Hǎo de. Lan Zhan, don't be such a sentimental soul" he teases me and I smile inwardly.
"Tomorrow the man who tormented all of us will meet his end. He hurt Jiang Cheng, Shijie, he destroyed what I used to call my home" he pauses looking at me "he hurt you".
A soft breeze embraces us and the tassel of his flute chimes.
"What's your flutes name?"
"Chenqing" he replies warmly.
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"It's..." I pause and don't comment further which peaks his interest. "Come on Lan Zhan, complete what you were saying!"
