Wei Ying's destroyed heart (Complete) Edited

19: Wei Wing exposes his true pain.

The image above shows Lan Zhan's internal pain.

At that moment, back in Lan Zhan's room of the Cloud Recesses, Wei Ying didn't say anything, just kept looked into those eyes and waited. In the minutes he had stayed in this position as Lan Zhan looked at his eyes closely, not an ounce of his anger had abated.

Even though he had asked Lan Zhan to tell him why he should care anything about him, the man still had not so much as opened his mouth.

As he lay in bed, Lan Zhan trembled, not in fear of the man before him or the revenge he could, and maybe should, take on him, he trembled in the fear he would never again see this man smile, laugh, eyes shine with mischief ... never look at him with hope. 'Shouldn't ... shouldn't have ...' Will he never again have Wei Ying run into his arms for protection from a dog? He had thought that was incurably cute every time it happened and wanted to see it again ... but the next time ... he would just kill any dog that came at him. Will he never again hear any teasing words that made his mind and heart race even as his ears heated up?

As Wei Ying looked at the man in bed, he suddenly realised that the man in the bed had lost a little bit of weight and was giving him a pathetic look as if asking for his sympathy. He felt his fingers twitch wanting to reach down and wrap them tightly around this man's neck and strangle him.

He could actually picture his hands slide around his throat.

Feel his fingers squeezing that neck tighter and tighter.

See the life leave those golden eyes.

XiChen and Master Lan both noted the room became cold but still stood back dreading to even take deep breaths at the wave of animosity that suddenly rolled off Wei Ying.

'I see what you are trying to do ... you are choosing to play the sympathy card for my pity ... how pathetic.' He felt his anger mount at realising this. 'Trust me when I say, if you are going to try for my sympathy, you really need to wait until you loose some serious weight.' With that said, he slowly removed his gloves one at a time, letting them see his hands that had almost wasted away, he laid the gloves on the table by the bed. Then reached up, moved his hair over his shoulder so as not to hide any of his face the brother and uncle could see. Then with even slower movements, he untied the black ribbon holding the mask in place.

XiChen and Master Lan was still gaping at his hands, they almost looked skeletal, no flesh, they could see every knuckle and many tendons under the skin moving even from this far away. If his hands are this bad, his body must be in even worse condition, how was this man even walking around? How had he stood before the juniors every day and taught them.

Lan Zhan felt the tears scolding him, but the sight of those hands caused him far more pain. He almost wanted to stop Wei Ying from exposing his face for the fear of what he looked like. However, no matter what condition Wei Ying was in ... he just wanted to reach out and drag him into his arms and never let him go again. Lan Zhan's body trembled with that desire ... until Wei Ying began to slowly lower the mask to expose what true suffering can do to someone. He lowered the mask so slowly; to the point that he had time to take in each and every point of his unbearably pale face in perfect detail and burn it into his heart, before the next was exposed.

Like time had been slowed down so he could see just how much guilt he should hold in his heart for the rest of his life. This man, this man he claimed to love, had suffered more than anyone he had ever heard of .... At his hands.

Unlike when the golden core being removed from him which took two nights and a day, this took two and a half years to suffer through.

Two and a half years!