Zewu Jun managed to convince Wuxian to go with him to his place called Hanshi. He said he was willing to sit with him and Wangji to help them sort out their problems with each other. Wuxian at first did not want to listen and just move on. He was sure that he and Wangji would figure it out on their own. When Zewu Jun told Wuxian how upset Wangji was, to the point of tears, that he wanted to be there to give them guidance in any way they needed. So Wuxian reluctantly followed him to Hanshi.

Wuxian could see similarities to Jingshi when he first stepped inside. As he moved further with the building, he saw Wangji already sitting at the table with tea already set and made. Looking at Wangji's eyes, Wuxian could actually see that they were still a bit puffed up and red from crying. Now Wuxian felt terrible about his outburst. He was just tired of being misunderstood.

Wuxian sighed as he followed Zewu Jun and sat across from Wangji at the table with Zewu Jun in the middle. Now it was quiet. Too quiet that it was starting to become uncomfortable. Zewu Jun could feel not only the sadness in each of the boys, but he could feel the tension. Wuxian just sat looking at the table with his arms folded in front of his chest. Wangji glanced back and forth between his hands on his lap, the tea on the table, his brother, and Wei Ying.

The boys didn't know who was more sorry. Wangji for the words he said that were out of the line and judgmental, that he basically broke a rule was misjudgment as well as yelling which was also prohibited. Then there Wuxian who knew that the two barely knew each other, and even though he was tired of judgement of his character, he knew Wangji would feel bad the moment he said those words, and Wuxian ignored it. He was upset at himself for yelling at him. He never lashed out at someone like that and for it to be Wangji of all people, it hurt him even more.

"I am sorry I lashed out and yelled, Lan Zhan," Wuxian finally had the courage to break the silence and apologize first, "I have never yelled like that before and I am really sorry."

Lan Zhan looked into Wei Ying's silver eyes, "I should be the one to apologize," He told Wei Ying, "I should not have said those things. I guess I was just too caught up and flustered I could not think straight. I should not have said that at all and I am sorry."

"Not that it's an excuse but I feel there is an imbalance of energy here. The Yang energy is so strong that I can't keep the yin energy calm," Wei Ying said. Though it is not an excuse as he said, Wuxian feels as if Cloud Recesses energy has so much pure spiritual energy that the resentful energy has been too harsh on him.

Zewu Jun looked at Wuxian confused, "What do you mean?"

Wuxian immediately knew he messed up. Lan Zhan knew and his grandmother knew, but Zewu Jun did not, "If I answer will you promise not to judge me or tell anyone outside of this room?"

Zewu Jun expelled a protection barrier over Hanshi so nobody to get in and no one can listen to them speak, "I promise you, whatever is said, will stay in this room."

Wuxian sighed and explained, "I am someone who can use spiritual and resentful energy. I do not know when or how old I was when I was able to grasp such harsh cultivation but my grandmother has spent years helping suppress it and manage it. After I got my silver core, it became easier to control."

"You can control resentful energy," Zewu Jun repeated and then spoke again, "how?"

Wuxian held up his flute, "Chenqing, though I would advise others from touching it as it has a habit of lashing out to those who try to touch it other than me...though I am curious why it did not lash out at Lan Zhan when he held it."

Zewu Jun couldn't help but smirk a little, 'so, it is comfortable around Wangji, huh? I am sure that the flute knows that Wangji is important in Wei Gongzi's life.'

"Xiongzhang?" Wangji called out pulling his brother from his train of thought, "what is it?"

"I was just thinking," Zewu Jun said with another smirk as he took a sip of tea, "I imagine it is hard to hide something like this Young Master Wei."

"Zewu Jun, you can call me Wuxian," he said, "I do not mind informalities. And to say it is hard to hide, sometimes, yes. Especially at the moment. I am trying to keep myself at ease. I was wondering if I should send a letter to my grandmother and inform her."

"It would not be a bad idea. In the meantime, I can give you a score to learn called Cleansing if you want. It could help relax resentful energy," Zewu Jun stated, "And since you are okay with me calling you Wuxian, you can call me Xichen."

Wuxian nodded and looked at Wangji, "Do you think we can try to leave what happened in the past and start over? I do not want either of us lingering on what happened. It was a misunderstanding for both of us. Maybe we should get to know each other more before we say words we could regret later."

Wangji nodded, "I would like that," he answered, "I am willing to teach you the song or play it for you if you need it."

Wuxian couldn't help but smile. He felt the warmth he had for Wangji enter his heart again. He hated that he became cold to him for that few hours of the day. Wuxian was still trying to figure out why Lan Zhan was so special to him.

"Sure," Wuxian answered, "so would we be considered friends then?"

Wangji looked at Wei Ying and he felt his ears start to heat up, "ridiculous."

"What?" Wuxian said placing his hand on his chest and dramatically fell back on the floor as if he just got stabbed in the heart, "The pain, how could you Lan Zhan. I thought we were doing so well. Not friends?"

Xichen laughed at the dramatic antics Wuxian displayed for his brother and looked at Wangji. Wangji just shook his head but Xichen could see a small curve on his little brother's lips as if he were smiling, "Wangji, are you smiling?" Xichen teased.

Wangji snapped a deathly glare at his brother which only made Xichen laugh more, "No."

Wuxian sat up to see the display the two brothers were putting on, "Maybe..." Wuxian said and leaned closer to Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan felt his face get warmer but he stayed still as he looked at Wei Ying, "Just maybe..."

"What?" Wangji asked, leaning back a bit.

"Maybe you actually do like me," Wuxian said, "Admit it Lan Zhan, you like me. You can't help it. I am cute and handsome, and I love smiling. I was always told my smile can warm up a person."

"Shameless," Wangji said and stood up, "see you back at Jingshi, I will bring your copies there for you to finish. As there is still time in the day for you to finish your punishment."

Wuxian just let out a chuckle as he watched Wangji leave before turning his attention to Xichen, "I think he likes me, he just won't admit it."

Xichen let out a chuckle, "He won't but if you learn to read him through his eyes, you will learn to understand him more. He has never made friends in the past, so it is nice to see him talk to you. Plus, I have not seen Wangji cry since our mother passed away, so to see him display such emotions earlier only means he really does care for you, whether he wants to admit it or not."

Wuxian felt his cheeks warm up a bit from blushing, "That is the second time I caught him crying to be honest."

"He cried before you a second time?" Xichen asked.

Wuxian nodded, "When I first moved in, we sat down to talk about some things and told him that I have nightmares from time to time, and sometimes I even sleep walk. He asked me if I ever experienced some sort of trauma and I told him aside from the effects of the resentment in me, I was very young when I witnessed my parents die. I even developed a fear of dogs and told him about my time of living on the streets before my grandmother found me and took me in. When I finished explaining, I saw a tear sliding down his face," he explained.

Xichen could tell that his little brother had never heard of such a life. His brother has always been in Gusu, being cared for by Xichen and his uncle. To know that Wangji reacted how he did when hearing Wuxian's story, even Xichen wanted to cry hearing Wuxian's story.

"I am just glad you two have each other," Xichen finally said, "as for Chenqing, you should really think about that. Why can Wangji touch it but no one else? I bet Chenqing is trying to tell you something," he hinted.

Wuxian nodded and went on his way back to Jingshi. He thought about Xichen's last statement, 'Think about it, why can Wangji touch Chenqing?'

Wuxian would have to really sit on that question. Just who was Lan Zhan to Wei Ying? Why do the two feel like they are bound by a string and the moment there is a threat for it to break, either one of them wants to mend it before it breaks? When he approached Jingshi, he could see candle lights flickering through the windows. He even caught Lan Zhan's shadow walking by a window and disappeared further into the room. Wuxian smiled and went inside to finish his copies.