Wei Wuxian had a strange feeling.

He is not sure what this feeling is. But may be it is..... Guilt.

Everybody might think that the always beaming, exuberant and positive Wei Wuxian, the former Yiling Patriarch, could accept every phrase of life, no matter how much thorny it might be. He is capable of embracing the tough row to how situation with a smile; even if it is the diring hands of the Grim Reaper, he won't sway from his grit.

He had survived for many months in the unholy burial mounds, and also managed to protect the Wen remnants for quite a long while at the same haunted place. He dared to protest against the entire cultivation world to stay beside morality, and never swayed from his point - still embracing the situation with a string smile. He is a the embodiment of positivity with unshakable proficiency in the flair of accepting life, right?

Wrong.

He is a human with emotions and feeling. He faints when overstressed, he cries when hurt, he feels pain when injured. He also wants a life that will be full of hopes and joys.

He is not a teenager or a young adult anymore. He is a fully grown adult with matured mind and an intricate angle of view and approach towards life. He had also grown a little bit of aptitude towards seriousness; living with Hanguang-Jun with the bindings of 3000 rules of Cloud Recess had an effect.

It has been 4 years since the Guanyin temple incident. His name has been cleared, and he is living a happy life with Lan Wangji.

But somewhere a link is missing, like a chasm in a concrete wall that screams to be filled.

Wei Wuxian was once a bright youngster with high aspirations and dreams - quite natural behavior of a blooming bud.

But now he is at a ripe age - not in years, but by mental age.

Never in his life did he think of raising a family, having kids or about marital life. But after spending 4 years with Lan Wangji, something inside him stirs whenever he sees any little child holding their parents's hands and walking merrily on the road - asking for toys, crying for candies, demanding to be rid on back... Many parents scolded, many complied with their child's wishes, but the warmth of a family was present in each of them.

Wei Wuxian would stare at the scene with a smile.

Sometimes when any angry mother denies to buy candy, Wei Wuxian would buy it for the little one and relish the happiness in those little eyes and innocent faces. The mother would smile with gratitude and compassion.

He knows a pair of golden eyes feels exactly the same emotions that he himself goes through. The other might not express it, but Wei Wuxian knew that a certain pristine man buys children candies, and shows un-Lanly behavior of staring at someone - Or perhaps something, which was - a family scene with father, mother, and a child or children.

But none of them says anything about it.

When they united for the first time officially after the confession at the Guanyan temple, that great reunion was the commencement of the journey of two inseparable souls, and they considered each other's companion to be enough to revel the ever blissful life - holding each other's hands while walking in the path of life.

Experiencing the alien feeling of fatherhood is not what they have ever pondered over, not that they needed to - not that they could.

A race of power, a tumult of war, a turmoil of attack and defense, endless destruction, the quest to keep the self identity burning, the race to demolish the evil... Their youth ran upon the path of a raging chaos. Unlike the usual green exuberant days of the sweet youth, their ones were bitter; as aged as the old sage, as it lost its viridity from the onerous burden of responsibility of saving their mother soil.

They did not get the opportunity to inherit the sect in a peaceful way, seek for their life partner, to think of raising their families, to think of how to make a girl fall for in love... These teaseful cheeky thoughts were not they could think of. Wave of tragedy is what they had to bear in the starting point of their fresh youths.

" Lan Zhan, if I request you to, will you please listen to me? " He pleaded in an unsettled grave voice, while holding the head that was nudging at his neck, and stared at the wooden ceiling with muddled eyes.

The lips and nose that were brushing across his smooth skin on the neck seemed to be frozen, as the jade face stilled for a moment, as if it is pondering on something gravely.

Lan Wangji raised his head and looked at Wei Wuxian with guilty eyes.

" I am sorry Wei Ying.... For interrupting." The golden eyes seemed guilty, and a mixture of concealed feelings were lurking in them - a hidden feeling; a hidden quest of running away from the little portion of the hearts that screams for something - something that they could not achieve like other normal couples.

Wei Wuxian stared at those emotion laden golden eyes, and smiled softly.

" Between you and me, there is no need of 'thank you' and 'sorry', forgot? " He asked in a cajoling tone, and raised an eye brow.

The twist on the jade face finally released, as the honey eyes are now washed by a wave of relief.

A single word of solace from your beloved one is enough to sweep away even a tsunami of anguish, and to bring you back even from the lost-in world of purgatory.

" Lan Zhan look at me. "

Who was Lan Wangji not to comply? He looked lovingly at Mo Xuanyu's brown eyes, but what he could see was a pair of exuberant grey eyes that once belonged to the soul residing inside this sacrificed mortal body.

How he had loved those grey eyes. He drowned in those eyes for the first time, when he got a glimpse of those alluring orbs on Cloud Recess entrance wall. The ebullient youth with two jars of emperor smile, smiling brightly at him, then making attempts to escape from his clutches...he followed each movement of the boy, as if he is enmeshed in the other's charm. That night, he drowned in those grey eyes, and he never could rescue his heart and soul from there.

Grey, the gloomy hue, always glinted with mirth, as if decorated by hundreds of warm colors of joy, when this color was embedded in the eyes of the ever ebullient soul of Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji bent down and kisses the soft eyelids of the person who was staring unblinkingly at him, just like he was staring at the other.

Wei Wuxian happily accepted the kiss with a giggle and left a peck on the soft lips of the person above him.

Lan Wangji shifted his frame on one side and lay beside Wei Wuxian with his head laying on the other's widespread arm. Wei Wuxian turned towards Lan Wangji and looked lovingly at him.

" Lan Zhan... "

" Yes? I am listening. " Lan Wangji replied and caressed Wei Wuxian's face softly.

" When are you free? I want to take you somewhere. " Wei Wuxian said with a tiny smile stretched on his lips; eyes full of anticipation.

" Tomorrow, afternoon " Came the reply from Lan Wangji.

Wei Wuxian smiled.

" Lan Zhan, would you like to have a little one? A little Lan? " Wei Wuxian asked with bright eyes and a beaming face.

" Wei Ying, you are enough for me. I don't desire for anything more. I am happy as long as you and Sizhui are there in my life to accompany me till my last breath." Lan Wangji assured the other with a soft coaxing voice.

Wei Wuxian's heart crumbled.

It is true.

When he left this world, Lan Wangji raised that 3 years old little boy like his own child. Whether the jade expresses it or not, Wei Wuxian knows and feels it very vividly that Lan Wangji sees Lan Sizhui with more than just a disciple, or just a child he had known previously and is taking care of; but he looked upon that boy like his son, and still considers him as his own child. Though their age difference is not enough to give the status of their relationship that of father-son's, but those two souls have already accept each other in that way, and nothing can sway that.

" You took care of Sizhui like a father, didn't you Lan Zhan? Haha... Do you remember the time when A-yuan called you 'Dad' in the public? "

Lan Wangji smiled softly, " Yes I remember. "

Wei Wuxian smiled with beaming radiance. Surging forward, he kissed Lan Wangji's sweet and rare smile.

" Lan Zhan, I want to take you somewhere tomorrow afternoon, after you are free. "

" Okay. " Saying this, Lan Wangji surged forward to return the pending kiss to the alluring man staring at him.

The kiss was at first a sweet one, with just soft touches of lips, but soon turned into a passionate one, as both started making out with fervour passion, as the making out waa more ardour and steamy than just kissing.

With tongues sliding passed each other, lips dancing in a sequence, eyes closed, they relished the sweet taste of each other's mouth, drowning in the dousing taste. After a passionate kissing session of entire ten minutes, they finally parted.

But Lan Wangji was in no mood to let the other go. He pulled Wei Wuxian closer to his body and mounted on top of him with a stealth movement

" Ahhh I am hungry, and my hubby is not letting me eat. " Wei Wuxian complained with a pout, while enjoying the heavenly body contact with the beloved one nudging at his neck.

" Who is responsible? " Retailing back the rhetorical question, Lan Wangji got off from Wei Wuxian's body and raised the other's body up from his waist, and placed the slender body on his lap.

Wei Wuxian wrapped his hands around the other's neck, and rested his head on the comforting shoulder.

" Feed me. " Wei Wuxian demanded with a smile that was stuck on Lan Wangji's neck.

" Hmm."

The morning commenced with a mixture of sweet and perplexed emotions.

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