Soul bonds

Glimpses of the past and the future

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying broke the kiss and moved from Lan Zhan, "I love you! I will do whatever you want me to do. Just make love to me... I cannot wait any longer!"

Lan Zhan smiled and asked him to close his eyes. He took his red ribbon and his forehead band and tied both his hands together at the wrist. He then blindfolded him with a red sash before he pulled him into a tight hug.

"Lan Zhan"

"Hmm"

"What are you doing? Untie my hands..."

"No"

"Please!"

"No!"

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Lan Zhan giggled. It was a sweet sound that felt like honey in his ears.

"Lan Zhaaaaan!"

"Wei Ying! Stop! Just be still for a moment and wait for me! I won't be long..."

Wei Ying heard his footsteps moving away. Where did he go? What was he doing? Why did he leave me alone here? Was he planning something special? It was exhilarating, being tied and blindfolded. His other senses were heightened. He focussed on the different sounds around him. He felt a cool breeze graze his face. The evening was getting chillier and chillier. He was thankful that the sleeping robe was warm. It felt weird to wear a robe without underpants though.

He remembered the images he had seen in the Hanshi Pool chamber, particularly one where Lan Zhan had tied his wrists with his forehead band before he touched him and kissed him in very unlikely places. It was deeply awkward. Yet, he felt curious and wanted to indulge himself in pleasing Lan Zhan. He did not care whether it would be embarrassing or not. He was willing to do anything as long as Lan Zhan would be happy. There was a strange churning at the pit of his stomach and a warmth spreading in his body, causing his heart to pound in his chest. He felt his revolving core expand and glow bright. He basked in this unknown feeling.

A pair of familiar arms lifted him and he automatically curled, pulling his tied wrists to his chest.

"Easy, my love! I got you..."

"Lan Zhan! Tell me what you are planning..."

"No!"

"Please..."

"Why? Don't you trust me?"

"I do..."

"You were so eager to submit to all my demands earlier! What happened? Have you changed your mind already, my baby?"

"Ok! Ok! Do whatever you want!"

Lan Zhan pulled him close and unsheashed Bichen; they flew out of the Jingshi.

...

Madame Yu eyed the three men who were casually lounging outside the Confession Hall. She had heard several stories about the 'first' Gusu Gang. Not that she felt that she had somehow overstepped her boundaries; her husband had been very open about his relationship with the 'gang' and she had always been keen to listen to the stories of their shared adventures.

It was only later, when Wei Ying's parents died, that Jiang FengMian had closed up. She never understood why Jiang FengMian never even made a cenotaph for his best friend. She understood that it was a subject too painful to even be broached. Wei ChangZe was the second in command at the Jiang Sect, his right hand man, his confidante and his ShiDi. She felt a deep sadness when his husband lost his lifelong friend.