Black flower fans chapter 5
Mushroom grey
After their dinner, the sky turned dark with stars littering the black sky. The 2 gods sat at the desks writing their letters to the sky and drinking tea in the night under the candlelight. As Yaling finished her letter she set the ink down and let the letter dry on its own. Although she did speed up the process by manipulating some of the air towards the paper.
Looking across the table she saw her brother put down the brush pen and hold his hand in apparent pain. In concern, she looked over at her brother to find a red-eyed gaze staring back at her. Xiang's eyes were filled with tears as he was in pain. She moved to help him but the pain subsided. It lasted a few seconds but what was it trying to say?
Moving him to the bed she put a towel on his forehead and took out the acupuncture needles in her case. Taking three laced with a sleeping potion she placed them on this body. Moving towards the door she closed it and locked it with a barrier. After caring for him the best she could Yaling went to fold up the letter and whistled to get the attention of the phoenix. It was the deliverer of letters to heaven for gods who stayed in the mortal world. It comes to earth invisible to all humans but not gods. All gods get one when they travel. Hers was named Siyi (Meaning: Be light of heart from care 思逸).
Giving the dark feathered bird food Yaling instructed her to deliver the letter to Her mother and father. Looking at Xiang's letter she realized that his letter was finished as well. Using the air she dried the ink and rolled it up to give to Siyi as well. Tying the knots to her legs she told it to fly. Yaling looked on as she saw her phoenix take flight amidst the pitch-black sky covered in little tiny stars. Truly a sight to behold.
Heading back inside she lied down on the bed to try and get some sleep. That didn't happen at all. Instead, her eyes were fixed to the dark ceiling while she spent the night having countless worries.
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Huaisang found himself painting late into the night. It wasn't that uncommon but he couldn't sleep for some strange reason. As he painted the flowers and birds for the landscape he found himself thinking of the girl just a few seats from him at the lecture. He couldn't quite remember her name yet he definitely remembered how she looked. Her lecture robes seemed to flow in the wind as if she was some sort of deity. She had big onyx colored eyes and wore a small golden headpiece that went well with the rest of her outfit.
'if only I could remember her name. Just who is she? Maybe I could ask the man who came in with her. They seemed to be on good terms and judging from there similar looks they might even be related. Would I have the courage to speak to the man? He looked a bit intimidating. Much like my brother. That just makes it worse.'
Yet as the morning came and the lessons started the 2 never showed. He wasn't the only one who worried about that. He could tell that Jiang cheng and his sister were equally worried. ' Where is she today? She seemed fine yesterday so maybe something happened with her brother. Too bad, I couldn't try to talk to either today. I could try to talk to a-cheng about them though. He seems to know who they are.'
In the meantime, Huaisang continued to doodle on the sheets of not taking paper and surrounding himself in his thoughts. ' This lesson is extremely long and boring. I'll need to ask a- cheng for his notes too. Definitely don't want to come here again and get yelled at back home.'
About an hour later the lessons ended. He saw Wei Wu Xian head to the library to write down the rules as punishment with Lan Wangji following him closely. He silently laughed at Wei Ying's antics. 'He really does like getting in trouble. I wonder how Lan Wangji can keep such an emotionless face.'
Spotting Jiang cheng walking towards the river where they talked yesterday Huaisang decided to follow him. Although he was known for being clumsy he could walk with little to no sound if he really wanted to. This was one of those times.
Deciding it would be fun to scare his friend he slowly crept behind him and tapped his shoulder.
"What the hell Nie Xiong!? My god, how long have you been following me?"
Laughing behind his fan he answered, " As soon as you left the lecture hall. You should have seen your face. It looked hilarious."
" Yeah sure." He rolled his eyes at the shorter man. " Anyways, do you need anything? I don't suppose you came all this way just to play a trick. You're not Wei Wu Xian after all."
Scratching the back of his neck nervously he replied, " Yeah I actually have to ask you something. Well, 2 things but that's beside the point. Um, can I get the lecture notes from you? I wasn't focusing in class and I was wondering if you had the notes for me to copy."
He saw Jiang cheng roll his eyes and scoff in annoyance but he handed the papers over. " Don't lose these, will you? I only got one copy and I'm not about to make a new one. You said you wanted to ask me something else as well. What was it?"
'Maybe I shouldn't ask him. I can just figure it out myself. But it would be weird for me to just show up at her place with no explanation. Although I feel like Jiang Xiong will find it weird if I ask him. Whatever it's better to ask him anyway. Although I still have to suffer even more embarrassment.'
" Yeahhh. Um, Do you know where the 2 missing students are staying? You know, the girl in white and the man with her. They look to be siblings and they didn't show up. I was just wondering." He said this in a rushed tone to try to hide his embarrassment. He wasn't successful in the slightest. But he did get an answer.
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Fanfic" i lost my way all the way to you and in you I found all the way back to me" ~Atticus Black flower fans Started: March 15th, 2020 Ended: Update status: Paused for the rewrite of hating separation.