The memory starts inside a temple, relatively empty, but not abandoned. In the periphery it is clear there are a few more people here, but only two have your entire attention. One is Wei WuXian. The other is a man wearing yellow robes and a black hat, who is standing behind WuXian, hands held to the side holding something. A slight glint of the light reveals it to be a thin cord, pressed into WuXian’s neck.
Wei WuXian cries out, “Lan Zhan, don’t! Don’t back away!”
Obviously you ignore him and few steps back without hesitation.
The man in yellow speaks, “Wonderful. Now, please sheathe Bichen.”
You do so.
Wei WuXian rages, “Don’t ask for too much!”
“This is already asking for too much? Next, I’m even going to ask HanGuang-Jun to seal away his spiritual powers. What would that be called?”
Wei WuXian seethes, “You…”
The man in yellow pulls the string tighter and it cuts into WuXian’s neck which begins to drip blood. “How could he not listen to me? Just think about it, Young Master Wei, your life is in my hands.”
You speak, carefully saying each word, “Do not touch him.”
“Then you know what to do, HanGuang-Jun.”
You respond, “Yes.”
Someone else in the room sighs. You raise your hands. With two strong taps, you lock your spiritual powers away.
The man in yellow smiles a deceptive smile as he speakd in a soft voice, “This really is…”
You interrupt. “Let him go.”
Wei WuXian, however, interrupts your interruption. “Lan Zhan! I-I have to tell you something.”
“Let’s save it for later,” the man in yellow says.
“No. It’s really urgent.”
“Then you can also say it right now.”
WuXian speaks quietly at first, “You’re right.” Then he shouts with all he can muster, “Lan Zhan! Lan WangJi! HanGuang-Jun! Back then, I-I really wanted to sleep with you!”
“…”
The man in yellow is so surprised by the sudden declaration that his hands loosen, and the string falls. As soon as it is gone, WuXian throws himself at you, unable to wait for a second longer, hugging you for dear life. You are surprised and rather dumbfounded with what to do.
“Lan Zhan, did you hear what I said?!” WuXian asks you.
A moment later, you find words, “You…” You are hesitant. Another moment later you continue, “You said…”
You hesitate too long, WuXian starts, “I said I really wanted to…”
But he is interrupted. “Ahem!” Standing to one side is a man dressed similarly to you, indeed almost identical to you. He clenches his right hand into a fist and puts it to his lips. After some thought, he sighs, “… Young Master Wei, it certainly isn’t the best time and place to say such words.”
Wei WuXian apologises without any sincerity, “I’m really sorry, Sect Leader Lan, but I really couldn’t wait a second longer.”
Memory Two
The memory takes place in what appears to be a village where all the buildings are white. There are mountains in the background with clouds surrounding them and waterfalls, but those aren’t what was important.
What was important was the teenager teaching you how to use a wooden sword, walking you through the movements and correcting your form, always patient with a friendly smile.
As the training session comes to an end, the other boy smiles at you and says. “You are doing very well, A-Zhan. Don’t worry; you will get there with practice.”
Memory Three
It is dark and cold save for a fire made of the sparsest pieces of wood and tinder going, the only source of light and warmth. One leg is practically on fire from pain. There is definitely something wrong with it.
Currently, WangJi is in a cave and the only other person is WuXian, only about seventeen years old. The other is kneeling with his robes in complete disarray and mostly missing, leaving his torso bare and a rather angry looking burn on his chest visible on the left side of his chest as he tried to try his clothes by the fire.
WangJi spoke. "If you know that it hurts, do not be so rash next time.”
WuXian replied, "It’s not like I had any other choice, right? Do you think I enjoy being burned? Who would’ve known that Wang LingJiao is so heartless. She almost pressed the iron into the eye. MianMian is a girl, and quite a pretty girl, at that. If she was blind in an eye or such a thing gets onto her face, it wouldn’t be able to come off for the rest of her life. How bad would that be?”
WangJi spoke in a thin voice, “The thing on your body right now will not be able to come off for the rest of your life either.”
“That’s different," WuXian replied. "It’s not on the face. And I’m a man—what am I scared of? In a man’s life, how can he not get a few wounds and earn a few scars?” WuXian poked at the flames with a stick trying to make them burn brighter. “And, if you think from another perspective, even though this won’t be able to come off, it represents the fact that I protected a maiden. And the maiden will definitely remember me after this. She won’t be able to forget me for the rest of her life. Now that I think about it, it’s actually quite…”
Angry, WangJi shoved WuXian hard, “So you also know that she will not be able to forget you for the rest of her life!!!”
WuXian collapsed onto the ground, WangJi having hit him on the burn, moaning with his neck stretched forward, “… Lan Zhan, you… Have I done something to you?! … This would be enough revenge to pay for killing your father!”
WangJi’s hands tightened into fists. After a moment, his hands relaxed and he started to move as though going to help WuXian up. But WuXian got up on his own, sitting further back.
“Fine, fine! I know you don’t like me. Then I’ll sit farther away. Don’t come here! Don’t push me again. It’s so painful.” WuXian picked up white fabric, the kind from WangJi’s robes, torn into strips, and tossed them at him using his right arm. “You can bind it yourself. I’m not gonna go over.”
Silence settled in as WuXian moved his clothes away from the fire and eventually settled in again.
“Lan Zhan, you really are so strange today. You’re so rude. And you aren’t talking like yourself either.”
“If you do not have those intentions, then do not flirt with others. You are doing as you please, yet others will be in turmoil.”
Wei WuXian replied, “It’s not like you’re the one whom I’m flirting with, so it wouldn’t be you who’s in turmoil either, unless…”
WangJi’s voice was harsh, “Unless what?”
“Unless, Lan Zhan, you like MianMian!”
WangJi’s reply was cold. “Please do not speak nonsense.”
“Alright, then, I’ll speak one-sense.”
“Is it amusing, trifling with empty words?”
Wei WuXian was clearly amused. “It’s very amusing. But, believe me, my words are as much a trifle as my moves are, which means not at all.”
After some silence, Lan WangJi muttered to himself, “Why am I sitting here having such a useless conversation with you?”
WuXian was now next to him, sitting down beside him. “Because there’s no other choice. We’re the only two unfortunate souls left here, aren’t we? If you don’t have useless conversations with me, then who will you have them with?”
WangJi turned to look at WuXian fully. A grin was about to cross his face when WangJi grabbed WuXian by the arm and lowered his head... towards WuXian’s arm. And the next thing, he was biting WuXian on the arm.
“Are you gonna stop?!?! I’ll kick you if you don’t! Don’t think that I won’t kick you just because you’re injured!!!!!! Stop biting! Stop biting! I’ll go away! I’ll go away!!! I’ll go away, I’ll go away if you stop, I’ll go away!!!!!! Lan Zhan you’re mad today!!!!!! You’re a dog!!! You’re a dog!!!!!!!! Stop biting!!!!”
WangJi finally stopped biting him and sat back up, WuXian literally propelling himself to the other side of the cave. “Don’t come over!”
Lan Wangji | Q
Themes: Family, romance
Memory One
The memory starts inside a temple, relatively empty, but not abandoned. In the periphery it is clear there are a few more people here, but only two have your entire attention. One is Wei WuXian. The other is a man wearing yellow robes and a black hat, who is standing behind WuXian, hands held to the side holding something. A slight glint of the light reveals it to be a thin cord, pressed into WuXian’s neck.
Wei WuXian cries out, “Lan Zhan, don’t! Don’t back away!”
Obviously you ignore him and few steps back without hesitation.
The man in yellow speaks, “Wonderful. Now, please sheathe Bichen.”
You do so.
Wei WuXian rages, “Don’t ask for too much!”
“This is already asking for too much? Next, I’m even going to ask HanGuang-Jun to seal away his spiritual powers. What would that be called?”
Wei WuXian seethes, “You…”
The man in yellow pulls the string tighter and it cuts into WuXian’s neck which begins to drip blood. “How could he not listen to me? Just think about it, Young Master Wei, your life is in my hands.”
You speak, carefully saying each word, “Do not touch him.”
“Then you know what to do, HanGuang-Jun.”
You respond, “Yes.”
Someone else in the room sighs. You raise your hands. With two strong taps, you lock your spiritual powers away.
The man in yellow smiles a deceptive smile as he speakd in a soft voice, “This really is…”
You interrupt. “Let him go.”
Wei WuXian, however, interrupts your interruption. “Lan Zhan! I-I have to tell you something.”
“Let’s save it for later,” the man in yellow says.
“No. It’s really urgent.”
“Then you can also say it right now.”
WuXian speaks quietly at first, “You’re right.” Then he shouts with all he can muster, “Lan Zhan! Lan WangJi! HanGuang-Jun! Back then, I-I really wanted to sleep with you!”
“…”
The man in yellow is so surprised by the sudden declaration that his hands loosen, and the string falls. As soon as it is gone, WuXian throws himself at you, unable to wait for a second longer, hugging you for dear life. You are surprised and rather dumbfounded with what to do.
“Lan Zhan, did you hear what I said?!” WuXian asks you.
A moment later, you find words, “You…” You are hesitant. Another moment later you continue, “You said…”
You hesitate too long, WuXian starts, “I said I really wanted to…”
But he is interrupted. “Ahem!” Standing to one side is a man dressed similarly to you, indeed almost identical to you. He clenches his right hand into a fist and puts it to his lips. After some thought, he sighs, “… Young Master Wei, it certainly isn’t the best time and place to say such words.”
Wei WuXian apologises without any sincerity, “I’m really sorry, Sect Leader Lan, but I really couldn’t wait a second longer.”
Memory Two
The memory takes place in what appears to be a village where all the buildings are white. There are mountains in the background with clouds surrounding them and waterfalls, but those aren’t what was important.
What was important was the teenager teaching you how to use a wooden sword, walking you through the movements and correcting your form, always patient with a friendly smile.
As the training session comes to an end, the other boy smiles at you and says. “You are doing very well, A-Zhan. Don’t worry; you will get there with practice.”
Memory Three
It is dark and cold save for a fire made of the sparsest pieces of wood and tinder going, the only source of light and warmth. One leg is practically on fire from pain. There is definitely something wrong with it.
Currently, WangJi is in a cave and the only other person is WuXian, only about seventeen years old. The other is kneeling with his robes in complete disarray and mostly missing, leaving his torso bare and a rather angry looking burn on his chest visible on the left side of his chest as he tried to try his clothes by the fire.
WangJi spoke. "If you know that it hurts, do not be so rash next time.”
WuXian replied, "It’s not like I had any other choice, right? Do you think I enjoy being burned? Who would’ve known that Wang LingJiao is so heartless. She almost pressed the iron into the eye. MianMian is a girl, and quite a pretty girl, at that. If she was blind in an eye or such a thing gets onto her face, it wouldn’t be able to come off for the rest of her life. How bad would that be?”
WangJi spoke in a thin voice, “The thing on your body right now will not be able to come off for the rest of your life either.”
“That’s different," WuXian replied. "It’s not on the face. And I’m a man—what am I scared of? In a man’s life, how can he not get a few wounds and earn a few scars?” WuXian poked at the flames with a stick trying to make them burn brighter. “And, if you think from another perspective, even though this won’t be able to come off, it represents the fact that I protected a maiden. And the maiden will definitely remember me after this. She won’t be able to forget me for the rest of her life. Now that I think about it, it’s actually quite…”
Angry, WangJi shoved WuXian hard, “So you also know that she will not be able to forget you for the rest of her life!!!”
WuXian collapsed onto the ground, WangJi having hit him on the burn, moaning with his neck stretched forward, “… Lan Zhan, you… Have I done something to you?! … This would be enough revenge to pay for killing your father!”
WangJi’s hands tightened into fists. After a moment, his hands relaxed and he started to move as though going to help WuXian up. But WuXian got up on his own, sitting further back.
“Fine, fine! I know you don’t like me. Then I’ll sit farther away. Don’t come here! Don’t push me again. It’s so painful.” WuXian picked up white fabric, the kind from WangJi’s robes, torn into strips, and tossed them at him using his right arm. “You can bind it yourself. I’m not gonna go over.”
Silence settled in as WuXian moved his clothes away from the fire and eventually settled in again.
“Lan Zhan, you really are so strange today. You’re so rude. And you aren’t talking like yourself either.”
“If you do not have those intentions, then do not flirt with others. You are doing as you please, yet others will be in turmoil.”
Wei WuXian replied, “It’s not like you’re the one whom I’m flirting with, so it wouldn’t be you who’s in turmoil either, unless…”
WangJi’s voice was harsh, “Unless what?”
“Unless, Lan Zhan, you like MianMian!”
WangJi’s reply was cold. “Please do not speak nonsense.”
“Alright, then, I’ll speak one-sense.”
“Is it amusing, trifling with empty words?”
Wei WuXian was clearly amused. “It’s very amusing. But, believe me, my words are as much a trifle as my moves are, which means not at all.”
After some silence, Lan WangJi muttered to himself, “Why am I sitting here having such a useless conversation with you?”
WuXian was now next to him, sitting down beside him. “Because there’s no other choice. We’re the only two unfortunate souls left here, aren’t we? If you don’t have useless conversations with me, then who will you have them with?”
WangJi turned to look at WuXian fully. A grin was about to cross his face when WangJi grabbed WuXian by the arm and lowered his head... towards WuXian’s arm. And the next thing, he was biting WuXian on the arm.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh stop!!! Stop stop stop!!!!!!”
WuXian’s shouting only made him bite harder.
“Are you gonna stop?!?! I’ll kick you if you don’t! Don’t think that I won’t kick you just because you’re injured!!!!!! Stop biting! Stop biting! I’ll go away! I’ll go away!!! I’ll go away, I’ll go away if you stop, I’ll go away!!!!!! Lan Zhan you’re mad today!!!!!! You’re a dog!!! You’re a dog!!!!!!!! Stop biting!!!!”
WangJi finally stopped biting him and sat back up, WuXian literally propelling himself to the other side of the cave. “Don’t come over!”