❝ Mourning.
Lan Wangji leaves Cloud Recesses. Travelling and helping the common people.
Grieving.
Lan Wangji can no longer bear to take refuge in playing his Guqin. ❞
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Maybe I was being hopeful...that we would meet once again just like back then.
Cruel of hope to flutter my heart that no longer wants to beat unless in your vicinity.
Every moment is carved within my memories, tormenting the threads of my mind and yet...why won't the Heaven's even grant me the mercy of letting me dream of you?
Maybe...if I were to hold you back a little longer but this time with my arms around you. With a deafening silence that would make even the faintest of sounds blaring between our breaths...maybe then Wei Ying, you wouldn't have found the words to tell me to leave.
[He gives a small smile in defeat, his reputation will never seem to die down. He places the guqin before him, Xiaolian sat across from him, feeling the strings under his palm. He strummed a chord, it hummed with faint spiritual energy.]
I will start playing now.
Mn. I'm glad you are taking care.
[He pauses for a moment. Glancing at his guqin he hadn't played in years.]
Would you like me to play for you? It will help ease your mind.
Hmm... at least you're in one place for now. I'm doing well! Stopped practicing demonic cultivation for a bit since it's taken a toll on this poor little body.
[ Xiaolian smiles gratefully before slowly drinking the tea. So refreshing! ]