02 Nov 2020
“Nie Huaisang?” he demands, stumbling down the dirt path towards him. “What- are you the one who took down my wards?!”
He looks—awful. His eyes are sunken, his cheeks sallow. The robes he is wearing are nothing like the luxurious fabric he used to wear when he was still Yunmeng Jiang’s first disciple. Instead they are thread beard and worn, from a coarse fabric that looks irritating to the skin. There is a shakiness to his gait that Nie Huaisang has never seen from his friend, who always walked with such a presence as if to defy a world that has sentenced him to death.
“Of course it was me!” he scolds. “You really should take better care and hide your talismans.”
Wei Wuxian, rudely enough, ignores his (useful!) advice and instead looks at him like he’s mad. “What are you doing here?”
“Betraying the gentry and siding with evil, duh,” Huaisang rolls his eyes. “Now, will you let me in? I’m hungry.”
12 Nov 2019
"This could be harder, I can tell," Wei Ying says across the field, "if Hanguang-jun was not busy ogling his opponent."
"I was not ogling," Lan Wangji immediately denies, but the tips of his ears feel hot anyway.
“What do you do here?”
Nervously, the man answered, “I’m the grave-keeper.”
“How many were buried this month?”
“Twelve, I believe.”
“How many of those did you lose?”
Lan Wangji stared at him.
(or four ridiculous things the Yiling Patriarch was blamed for, and one ridiculous thing that was positively his fault.)
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19 Jun 2020
Wei Wuxian is born as the third son of Wen Ruohan. He is his father’s greatest disappointment.
Lan Zhan falls for him anyway.
- Part 1 of Solar
After being continuously plagued by dreams, Lan Wangji realised that the only way to break the cycle is to return to the past and talk to a person from his past.
That person is, unironically, Wei Wuxian.
Following a case in Yiling, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian came to realize more truth about the incense burner, and at the same time, untie an unrelenting knot from the past.
- Part 9 of 「Unspoken Words」