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During Those Sixteen Years

Lan Wangji: "Wei Ying. Where are you? Are you alive or dead? If you are alive, why can't I find you? If you are gone, why don't you reply my Inquiry?" Wei Wuxian raised his translucent hand to touch his Lan Zhan's cheek and stroke it though he knew the Second Jade of Lans wouldn't be able to sense it. "I'm right here, Lan Zhan. I am next to you. Always right by your side." What will you do when your beloved is neither dead nor alive? One minute you can feel him and the next you can't? This is the kind of torment that Lan Wangji has to go through. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After falling into the abyss, Wei Wuxian doesn't know whether he is dead or is just in a coma. However, the one thing he knows is that one piece of his soul gets detached from his body and comes to reside in his beloved's room. During those bereaved sixteen years that Lan Wangji mourns for his beloved, Wei Wuxian's incomplete spirit form doesn't have the power that normal spirits do. So all he is capable of is watching the suffering of Lan Wangji during the absence of him. But this incident makes him realize just how much they mean for each other as he quietly looks from the side upon all the things Lan Wangji has been doing for his sake in all those years.

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Lan Wangji's POV: The Beginning

"Wei Ying."

"hmm?"

I stiffen and open my eyes swiftly at the response I do not expect. I crank my neck down to peer at the warm presence on my left shoulder, next to my heart, to see a silky black hair cascading down my white bedsheet. I inhale the sweet scent to confirm that it isn't my imagination. As the chamomile scent enters my respiratory system, my body automatically relaxes. It's real, I tell myself. He's right here. Next to me. Visibly to touch and to hold.

I look down further to get a clear look on his face, careful not to use too much movement. He is sleeping. His chest is moving up and down, sending waves of air to the crook of my neck as he exhales. It tickles a little, but I am used to it. It looks like he unconsciously replies to my voice calling his name just now. I am glad my voice didn't wake him up though.

Turning my head back up to the ceiling, I suddenly am reminded of that hurtful past. I wished it didn't happen but it had. The past that keeps haunting me every night until now. Though Wei Ying is back to my side, those terrible memories just won't go away easily.

It happened sixteen years ago...

"Wei Ying." I murmured to myself as I saw him standing up there on the roof, snickering at the chaos below his feet created by all clans as they were fighting for The Stygian Tiger Amulet. Others might think he was enjoying their misery, but I knew better. The look in Wei Ying eyes was full of sorrow and loneliness. Though he plastered his face with that fake laugh, his eyes still depicted his true feelings. I was so hurt to see him like that. The cheerful, out-going Wei Wuxian I'd once knew was nowhere to be found. The one who was standing there right now was a brand new Wei Wuxian that was known and was feared by all as Yiling Patriarch.

But to me, though his cheerfulness was gone, he was still my Wei Ying, the one I secretly harbored romantic feeling to.

A black movement on the sky brought my attention back to the scene before me. I looked to where Wei Ying had stood and realized that he was gone. The black movement just now must be him. I looked around and finally spotted him. I gasped at his new standing place.

He was standing at the edge of the cliff. Way too close to the rim. If only he took one more step, he would without a doubt fell down.

"No, Wei Ying. What are you trying to do?" I talked to myself as I flew to where he was.

"Stop. Don't come any closer Lan Zhan." He spoke to me with his voice trembling. I landed several steps away just as he had wanted.

"Wei Ying. Come back." I called out to him. That was when I realized that my voice was trembling too. Wei Ying only shook his head. Tears trickled down his cheeks at his head movement. I saw one of his feet moved but it wasn't moving forwards, it was receding. One of Wei Ying's feet was already dangling off the cliff when I ignored his warning and flew to him.

It all happened so fast and before I knew it, I was draped over the rock, holding Wei Ying's whole body with all my might despite the injured arm that profusely pumping out hot blood from the open wound. It must have hurt but I couldn't feel any pain at all. My whole attention was fixated on the dangling figure below me. I needed to save him, repeated the voice at the back of my head.

"Lan Zhan." Wei Ying said with a faint voice as he looked up to me, his eyes blinked as the droplets of my blood were falling on his face. "Let go."

I tried to speak but my stomach was laid flat on the rock. The pressure made my voice difficult to come out. So, I shook my head as a response.

He smiled a weak smile and said it again. "Let go of my hand Lan Zhan."

I shook my head again.

Just then, a silver flash reflected from the corner of my eyes. A sword was thrashed down, from behind the side of my head, into the figure below me. Though it didn't strike Wei Ying directly, it was still the cause of his fall.

"Wei Ying!" for the first time in a long time, my voice was able to come out so loud that could be called a 'scream' as I looked at the falling figure descended into an abyss.

And that was how my days developed into months, and eventually grew into years where I had to live my life without him...

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