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...
"Hanguang-Jun!" A disciple pushes through the door and pants "It's ZewuJun! He sent up an emergency flare!" and as a gust of wind, I was out of the Orchid Room, mounting my Bichen in search of my brother.
Following their trail and reaching a remote pass, I find many of our disciples gravely injured with only my brother fighting with the walking corpse and protecting the children.
In a corner behind the giant rocks, I could see Sizhui, Jingyi and the others all huddled together.
Summoning Wangji, I use the chords to send a wave of deadly notes which would perish the corpses. I immediately turn to see my brother who is now quickly walking towards the children. I sigh. They're safe. When out of nowhere, I hear a melody of the flute.
My eyes widen. No. Can't be.
Wei Ying!
I turn around and my eyes seek a red ribbon fluttering in the wind, when I suddenly hear my name being yelled.
"Wangji, watch out!" my brother's frantic call makes me realise that I have committed a grave mistake of dropping my guard and not being vigilant. As I am about to defend, a sword shreds my skin on my back and plunges deep within.
Using my spiritual powers, Bichen is unsheathed and kills the corpse immediately.
I try to stay alert, but unable to stand still, I slump down on my knees.
I hear everyone call my name "Hanguang-Jun" but I am unable to care anymore.
All I can see is my Wei. Smiling at me. Holding his hand out for me to never let go. Vision fading away slowly, everything becomes a lot brighter until they stop being.
"Wangji" my brother hold me in his warm embrace but I am unable to see his smiling face.
All I can see is the red ribbon. All I can hear is my Wei Ying playing his Chenqing. I didn't let go, Wei Ying. Hold my hand so that I can join you in a realm, where it's only for you and me.
I am coming.
Don't let go.
Somewhere in distance I hear my name being called but I couldn't care more.
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"Lan Zhan" a soft voice calls my name and I open my eyes.
Wei Ying.
His smile is sad and so are his eyes. Softly playing with my tresses, he traces my eyebrows and gently kisses my forehead. Lying on his lap, I sigh with content.
Just me and him.
"Where am I?" I enquire.
"You're, where you shouldn't be" he presses the bridge of mu nose.
