Xiao Zhan's POV:

Wiping the blood from my mouth, I am brought back to the present from the bliss that I was oblivious to the pain within me.
Leaving Yibo behind and bolting into the washroom to puke out the blood before he wakes up, was something I had to be careful of.

Slumping down, I clutch my head which is aching in pain. Gasping for breath, I lie down on the cool ground and seek some solace from it.

Tears form in my eyes as I glaze into the past and watch Lan Zhan crouching in front of me.
"Wei" he whispers as he caresses my hair. I close my eyes and wish I was in an eternity of oblivion.

It's so peaceful in here. Do I have to go back?

Dressed in sheer white, Lan Zhan lays down with me on the fresh dew filled grass and peers into my eyes. Are you looking into my soul?

I wish to stay here with you, Lan Zhan. A rouge tear of pain slips from me. He's quick enough to catch it. His fingers bring me the warmth that I once had.

Am I bad? Am I still a sinner?

I close my eyes and pray for the pain to leave. Each moment becomes unbearable for me to breath. A moment from beside me, cocoons me into his warmth as he embraces me.

His scent engulfs me into nostalgia of what I had lost. Giving up on my life, it seems I had given up on him too, but my Lan Zhan, that was not it.

It was overwhelming.

I am sorry.

"You promised you won't leave me" I look up, but I find Lan Zhan just gazing adoringly at me. So who words did I hear?

"You promised me"

Yes, Yibo. I promised him. I need to go back. I have to.

"Lan Zhan" his eyes looks so sad. Bringing my fingers next to his neck, I cup them and he brings his face closer to mine. His aura is overwhelming yet I need to leave. But the pain within me subsides and I know, that only one can give me solace.

"I need to go back" I implore him to understand and he closes his eyes and so do I.

When I open them, I blink as I adjust to the dim lights above me. The agonising pain, makes me bite my lips so as to not scream.

Heaving, droplets of blood ooze out from my nose.

"Zha...an" I wheeze out. But I no he won't be able to hear. Even I can't hear my calls. I painfully get up and take look at myself in the mirror and the image makes me stumble back.

No!

They are the same eyes I can never forget.

They're the eyes of Wei Wuxian. The Yiling Patriarch.

The same red eyes.

Deep pain makes me groan and I do so quietly.

But to no avail when I hear a knock on the door "Wei?" I can hear his concern from the other end.

"Wei, please open the door" he pleads.

Quickly washing my face and cleaning up after me, I open the door with a smile. "Angel" I croon.

He stops and stares at me.

Uncomfortable, I try to change the mood "Up for some breakfast?". He nods and I quickly leave with a cheerful tune and a very heavy heart.

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Wang Yibo's POV:

I wake up to an empty bed. I smile but then frown when I realise that it must have been quite a while since he was back.

The washroom door is locked and I knock. When I receive no answer I plead desperately, and when he opens, I know, I just know, that he's in pain. He could be...

His eyes. They're of those I once remember so vividly.
 
But the cheerful act that he portrays confirm my suspicion.

When he leaves I enter the washroom and witness it to be clean save one spot. I bend and I know... I know, he is bleeding.

Wei...
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And... We're back!!! Pain and misery. How will they come out of it? Is Wei Wuxian really back? What's with all these dreams? Are they real or not?

Stay tuned. Love them. They need it.

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