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𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒫𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯𝒮 𝒮𝒯𝒜𝐹𝐹 ([personal profile] happyheartsstaff) wrote in [community profile] angryhearts2020-06-11 07:39 pm

it's getting hot in here

SO (PLEASE DON'T) TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES

Days are almost meaningless, here in Wonderland. With the eternal twilight outside the windows and many of the hotel's amenities open around the clock, it can be hard to keep track, can't it? But you must sleep, or at least return to your room, some time. It's on one of these times that you may begin to notice a faint sound coming from inside the walls. Or is it the ceiling? The floor? Something that sounds like scratching, or tapping, or the strained whir of machinery. Then it fades away. Whether it's moving on to another room or stopping entirely, it's hard to tell.

After a few nights, or days, of this happening, it suddenly stops. There's a brief period of peace, and perhaps you even get some rest. Then there's a series of thumps, sharp clicks and a loud stuttering sound that signals the hotel's air conditioning unit giving out.

At first it's not so bad. It's dark out, right, how hot can it really be outside? The air itself still seems to be circulating, albeit more slowly, but it's enough that you can breathe. But the heat seems to keep building, and building, the air hanging heavy and thick and leaving a lingering feeling that it's pressing down on you. Even sitting still no longer becomes enough to ease the suffocating heat.

The staff don't know what's happened to the air conditioner, when you ask. "Oh, that finicky thing", they say, as if it's a minor inconvenience. They assure you that the Queen's mechanics will have it fixed in no time — they always do. In the meantime, can they interest you in a refreshing iced tea? Perhaps a dip in the pool?

Is it your imagination, or do a few of the staff seem a little uncertain as they try to brush off your questions? A little less confident than they always have been before? Whatever their demeanor, it seems they still have no answers to give. The astute may notice that after a conversation with one of these staff, they can't seem to be found again.

As if that weren't enough, the scratching in the walls starts up again. With the oppressive heat, the rising tension and frayed nerves, is it any wonder that the staff might seem more apprehensive?

THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT 06/11 - 06/13



Sleeping is probably hard enough, in a hotel where the activity never seems to cease. At least it's generally quiet in the upper floors, at least Oysters can turn out the lights in their own room and find some peace.

...usually, anyway.

At first it's only the faintest sounds, something only noticeable to those who sleep lightly. The staff, if asked, don't acknowledge hearing anything and seem politely concerned about anything disturbing the rest of their guests. Oysters may be offered ear plugs, or a device to listen to music, or a trip to the spa for relaxation.

Then it grows in both volume and frequency, disturbing even the heaviest of sleepers at night. Some staff still say they haven't heard anything, other staff acknowledge the sounds but brush them off, unconcerned. Every building has its quirks, after all! There does seem to be an increase in staff milling about, however, making it difficult for those who may want to look into things without being seen.



CLICK CLICK... THUMP

06/14 - 06/21



The fourth day of the event begins with a short period of blissful silence, quickly ruined by a loud, persistent clicking sound, audible in all parts of the hotel... And then an even louder THUMP as the air conditioning unit gives out.

At first, it's not terrible — the air is still circulating, and while the heat is uncomfortable it's not unbearable. As time goes on, though, the heat builds and builds, until not even staying in place will provide any relief.

The staff profess ignorance to whatever happened to the air conditioner, if asked — some more convincingly than others. They all offer iced teas for relief, and suggest a dip in the Pool of Tears, though those who seem uncertain when answering any questions will try to leave the conversation faster, and won't be easily found again.

While the iced teas are incredibly effective at helping to beat the heat, they once again seem to offer some strange effects — enough glasses, and Oysters will be overcome either with anger and irritation, or a sense of serene calm. Any little thing could set off an Oyster who's been affected by the anger-inducing tea; an Oyster who drank the calming tea is utterly unflappable. These effects persist for just as long as it takes for the cooling effects to wear off, at which point Oysters are left with a choice — deal with the heat, or take their chances with another tea?

And to top it all off, the scratching noise in the walls has started up again. The few staff remaining at this point are as unhelpful as ever, but they don't have the same infuriating calm to their answers — but who could blame them being a little nervous?





QUEEN'S ADDRESS

06/21



And finally, the tenth day brings relief in the form of a loud shuddering sound, and then the quiet whoosh of a working air conditioner. Over the course of the day, the Hotel gets progressively cooler, until it is once again at the comfortable, cool temperature Oysters had grown used to in their first month here in the Hotel.

It also brings an address from the Queen.

"Oh, my curious Oysters, when you try to play with that which you don't understand, you break things! Not to fear, all has been set to rights now that our dear Dormouse has fixed what some careless guest disrupted. If you wanted to play games, you should have simply said! I have a dear companion for you who is so eager to join in the fun."


The Queen will not respond to any messages sent back to her.





If you have any questions, please direct them to the OOC post here. RNG results for the off limits areas will be going out tomorrow, so if anyone would still like to sign up for those that hasn't yet please do so tonight!




© tessisamess


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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lan Wangji is so focused on his task that he doesn't notice Wei Ying's smile, which is a shame, because he's seen many of his smiles but never gets to appreciate the small, soft ones. Once he's cleaned off most of what he can clean - some of the delicate bridges made by platelets have burst, but the blood is fresh, and not excessive.

With Lan-like precision and grace, he picks out any bits and pieces of glass that catch the light, carefully surveying the hand back and front, and underneath his nails. He washes those out with the most care, as blood gets trapped under and makes it harder to see anything.

He gently presses onto Wei Ying's palm, to see if he's missed any miniscule bits that would grate like sand. For this part, he looks up, carefully monitoring Wei Ying's face for signs of discomfort as he moves.
]
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Wei Wuxian has had several days to dwell over his feelings, to spill them out and look them over and finally understand. After his conversation with this Lan Wangji he finally accepted that what was felt was not a trick of the hotel..perhaps his biggest fear. The realization of the importance of the headband..the discovery of the kiss in the forest..the fact that both these men are so willing to stand by him. It all makes things so much clearer that the feelings were also there on their world.

The rejection he had given wasn't so much a rejection of feelings..as much as a rejection of moving too fast. To go from being oblivious to his own heart, to suddenly being suffocated by confessions of love had made him wary. He didn't want to give his heart only to find out that things were being driven by the hotel. But he knows now that isn't the case and it is like a weight is gone. He was confused but now his mind is much clearer, and he feels freer then he did when he first talked to this Lan Wangji.

And although he can't see those thoughts in Lan Wangji's head, he can almost see something similar in those eyes that he had been studying earlier. And he can see that smile. He enjoys teasing the other man but if it causes him pain that he doesn't want to do it. He doesn't want to hurt Lan Wangji any more then he already has.

Perhaps sensing the unrest in that heart he closes those inches and lays his head against Lan Wangji's chest again to listen to that heartbeat and waiting to see if there is any change to it as he speaks.

"I figured things out recently and it's thanks to you. I'm no longer afraid of my feelings. You don't have to be either."
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-15 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[The smile lingers, his eyes wandering down to Lan Zhan's mouth for a moment before catching himself. There'd been a time, certainly, when they'd been close enough to play house, to let himself pretend they were a family, but it was just that, a game. He'd taken the narrow path, and it simply wasn't wide enough for two.

He tried to banish those thoughts, glancing down at his hand only to regret it, wincing slightly now that he could see the damage. It was worst across the pad of his thumb as well as the first and second finger. A couple smaller cuts decorate the fleshy side of his palm, nearest the pinky. Probably heal in a few days, he thought. Might not even scar if he found some ointment.]


Lan Zhan...

[He swallows roughly.]

I need to say it properly. About before... what I said, I didn't... mean it. I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Cooler." That is what he feels. But besides that he still feels normal..almost..calm. That's an odd feeling to have from a tea but he won't complain about feeling calmer.

"So far it doesn't look like we have to worry about anything crazy." Which is a relief because he doesn't want to have to run away from Lan Wangji again but he is prepared to if he starts to feel strange.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-15 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
That was two very important somethings, yes. Answers were something they were sorely short of. It was hard not to feel a spark of competitive jealousy though; he hadn't been able to breathe life into something as simple as a paper man since he'd arrived. His senses felt dulled, and there was no amount of cultivation that could be done, demonic or otherwise.

"You can? How?" there was a hint of excitement to his voice though, for if one could do it, surely the other could as well? Though... he really hadn't used Inquiry before. He knew of it, sure, but had this Wei Wuxian actually studied it? He was further ahead, as far as events they could both recall.

"What've they said??"
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I think the hotel is letting me use it. Sometimes they give us things that are actually useful." The percentage of useful versus frustrating is not high but at least this time he managed to get lucky.

"Let me see if I can get them to say something about the noises in the walls." He brings the flute to his lips and plays a few notes. Short pieces of a phrase to create the overall question. Inquiry is a weird language.

He lowers the flute and watches it as he waits for the response. In a few seconds the spirit answers and plays a couple notes, followed by a couple more. His eyes widen and he looks up at the other him.

"Apparently it's not them and they don't like it either." He could understand it clear as day.
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji is not sure what just happened, because he's definitely writing checks and Wei Ying had told him he didn't intend to cash any of them. The song he wrote for him. The brand on his chest. The scars on his back. The name of his son, the hundreds of offerings he's made.

He brings Wei Ying a bottle of Emperor's Smile to Jingshi, but what his heart says is, "I thought of you." He reaches into the water to pluck a pilfered lotus pod and carefully pick and peel seeds to offer him, but what he means is, "I'll take care of you." He hands him a chicken and asks if it's acceptable, but what he wants to say instead is "be mine." All those unsaid words falling on deaf ears.

And then, Wei Ying's ear is pressed against his chest, and his traitorous heart beats like it's heralding a battalion of every single little thing that Lan Wangji has ever done instead of saying, "I love you."

His breath gets caught in his throat, but he doesn't push Wei Ying away.

"What does it sound like?"
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Wei Wuxian was on his way back to his room after visiting the pool for what is probably the hundredth time since this all started when he hears a familiar voice calling over to him. This is the first time actually seeing her but he can definitely remember the voice.

He spots her interrogation and comes over with a smile.]


What is it you are trying to drag out of them that makes them look so uncomfortable?
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ When Wei Ying was walking that single-plank path, he hadn't looked behind him to see that Lan Wangji was behind him the entire time, just one step back, looking around, keeping alert for foes.

He supposes that's what happens when his feet are even quieter than his demeanor.

He pauses this, only to look up and speak to him.
]

Between us, there are no such words.

[ Once the glass is all out as far as he can tell, he turns on the tap and runs Wei Ying's hand under water again, rinsing it clean, and then asking him for the alcohol. He offers Wei Ying one of his clean towels to bite onto. ]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-15 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Despite how lightly Wei Wuxian tries to speak, tries to convince him, the barkeep looks absolutely furious. He can't get a single word in!

"Out!" he shrieks, "Get out!"

Wei Wuxian puts his hands up in a placating manner, "We just came back here because we were worried. There was no one watching the bar. We thought something might have happened, you know?"

The man remained just as upset, "if you don't leave on your own, right now, I will have you removed."

Normally, a threat like that would only make him want to test his mettle against whatever security force or bodyguard thought they were worth threatening people with. Even without his cultivation, he wasn't too terribly worried, not with Lan Wangji here as well. Besides, what kind of enforcement did they even have?

He gave Lan Zhan a look that seemed to ask if he was alright escalating the situation, if only to see what they were up against.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
For Wei Wuxian he hasn't experienced the lotus pond but he knows he gets to spend some time there thanks to his conversation with Lan Wangji. He doesn't know the son's name or the offerings. He hasn't been offered chickens and although his memories don't match up, his feelings are starting to. This man helped him break through the walls around his own heart and gave him reasons to look forward to his future.

For him, the last thing he got when he was home was a sign of rejection when Lan Wangji would rather be unconscious then kissing him. Perhaps that was why he reacted so badly when the other Lan Wangji confessed. Because it seemed contradictory to what he knew. He wishes he had the same memories that this one did. He wants to know that there are good moments in his future to make up for the heartache in his past.

And he has made mistakes while in this place. He hurt both Lan Wangji with his insecurities and uncertainties. And now he vows to make up for that. The last thing he ever wanted was to upset them. For him..a life without Lan Wangji by his side is one only met with sadness. And he doesn't want to walk on that bridge any longer.

He smiles as he listens to that heartbeat. No matter what it sounds like, it makes his own heart feel calm whenever he hears it. As if this man really can heal his soul.

"It is beating fast and it sounds strong but also scared. It's afraid of being rejected and maybe a little sad because it thinks it was. But it doesn't have to be so afraid."



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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Lan Wangji is not one to back down from a fight. Is he one to settle things diplomatically? Yes. But when they refuse to listen to reason, blows will come to blows.

He reaches for Bichen, only to find that the sword remains unable to be drawn. Typical bad luck.

Instead, he grips the full sword, scabbard and all. He wouldn't like being used as a club, but if he's being so disagreeable, his master won't set him free of his service.

"We are not here to threaten, but neither to play games. Tell us what you know."

At least he doesn't have to pretend to be soft anymore.
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-15 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
With a nod, "Mn. That's good. Nothing out of the norm yet. At least, you're not overheating."

"I wish this heatwave will be over soon. It's uncomfortable to sleep on the bed. That's why I propose that we'll stay overnight here to keep cool. How about we do that tonight together and make camp here?"
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-15 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
Thankfully, he's a lot less melancholic after he made up with his Wei Ying, so he's more amicable to talk and start...socializing with others for the better term.

Lan Wangji is wading in the water in the pool, cooling off from the heat of the day, when he turned around and was being called out. Not sure how to properly address the other, but he recognizes him and he tentatively waves at him.

"Wei Wuxian." He said, acknowledging him. "How do you do? Are you well?"
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps they should stop having such conversations while under the influence of alcohol or of these damn teas, because Lan Wangji can feel his pulse race like a rabbit's, thump thump thump in his chest with no room for anything else. A rhythm so fast it felt like running.

His breaths catch again, as if he's sobbing but his eyes are dry and his face is passive and it's just the shock.

Wei Ying says those words and Lan Wangji is not sure if he heard correctly. He is not sure he is able to process language at the moment, the sound of his heart deafening.

"It's afraid of being rejected," he repeats. "But doesn't have to be."

He looks down at Wei Ying, waiting for a sign. Any sign. More words, more actions, anything to tell him if this is just a dream or if this is just more-- more damn tea, more alcohol, more of this absolute nonsense.

It's too hot right now for anything, and yet, Lan Wangji finds his hands entangled in hair tied up with a red silk ribbon, one around broad shoulders, holding a blazing inferno of a man close against his chest for fear of letting go.
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-15 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Taking a moment to decipher those messages as Wei Wuxian relays to him, considering and in deep thought.

"Hmm. That is curious. If it's not a spiritual source, then...that means they don't know. Shall we keep moving forward and keep looking? Maybe further upstairs?"
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
When he feels those arms around him, he also matches, wrapping his arms around Lan Wangji's middle as he listens to the ever increasing beats of his heart. He finally turns his face so he can look up at the other man's expression. His heart has already betrayed him and his expression is starting to crack as well.

"You're not going to be rejected, Lan Zhan. Not ever again."

That is a promise he knows only he can keep since he can't speak for any other version of himself. But if they even feel a fraction of what he does, then certainly they would accept everything this man is as well. And his heart has grown even more since talking with him, with finding out everything he has done. The more the pieces fell into place, the more Wei Wuxian's heart swelled at the memories. He has been stupid..so ignorant of everything and blind to the clues that he has forced this man to hold back on his own feelings. He won't ever do that again.

"And I say that without having had anything to drink today that I don't trust. No tricks of the hotel. Just my heart, beating with yours."

Because that is what had made his heart hesitate before and he wants to make sure Lan Wangji knows that there are no more tricks.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-15 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He swallows again, under that intense gaze, and it's a good thing Lan Zhan can't hear how his heart speeds up. Wen Qing had reminded him how difficult it could be to apologize, and it was, truly, but...

It was hard to fully grasp Lan Zhan's meaning. Wei Wuxian had just yelled and sulked and thrown a hurtful tantrum, all because of some enchanted tea. The least he could do was say he hadn't meant it. It hardly seemed fair. Especially given that Lan Zhan had greeted him with so much regret, expressed how he wished he could have stood by Wei Wuxian, of all people.

He opens his mouth to ask why, but before he can get the word out, Lan Wangji is already set on the alcohol next. He knows full well how much the stuff stings in cuts, but it keep the infection out, and bluff as he might, he'd have a hard time without his hand.

Still, he shakes his head, and hands over the bottle. He can handle a few stings. Though as he closes his eyes, he instinctively reaches for Lan Zhan's sleeve, taking hold of the loose fabric as if for support.]


It's alright, just do it, I'll be fine.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"It's worth a try. There might be more spirits on different levels that have different answers."

He hopes they can find some that might be able to unravel some of the mysteries of the hotel. And in order to do that it might mean finding out how many dead are actually haunting this place.

"I think I should ask how they died..if they died here then this place might not be as safe as we think."
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Camp out at the pool?" Wei Wuxian considers it and then nods slowly. He likes that idea. It wouldn't be any more uncomfortable then anywhere else he has had to sleep in his life and at least here there are chairs and things they could sleep on.

"Sounds good! Then everytime we get hot we just have to jump in the water!"
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Being told he won't be rejected is like being given permission to love him, finally love him as he had always wanted, and out pours a wave of emotion that has been dammed up inside of him for years. It would make the tidal waves of this pool blush.

He closes his eyes and thinks it's bittersweet, that this one might return his feelings, but he makes no guarantee for the other, not like Lan Wangji does. He knows the other Lan Wangji's heart, because he has always been so sure of his own. He cannot imagine a world which would create a Lan Wangji who would not follow his Wei Ying to the ends of the Earth.

He reaches over and lays his fingers gently on Wei Ying's wrist, presses onto his pulse. He just needs to be sure. He doesn't know how to handle another heartbreak.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
He's ready to greet Lan Zhan with one of his usual bright smiles, but it's hard not to let it falter when he returns the greeting with his courtesy name. Ah- well, he supposed they were from different places. They didn't have a history, not really. And if Lan Wangji wanted some distance, he could respect that. Still, even if it wasn't the Lan Zhan he knew, it was hard not to feel a faint sting coming from that same face, in that same tone.

"Right," he nodded, forcing a laugh, "I'm afraid Lan Wangji has the advantage when it comes to telling us apart."

His plan to instigate some playful splashing withers in his chest, but there's no reason to blame it on anyone but himself.

"Aside from horribly overheated, I'm fine," he assures, tugging at the neckline of his tank top.

"And you? I don't think I've ever seen you in so few layers! Now who's the shameless one?" he tries to push a bit more humor into the conversation.
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-15 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly doesn't look like Lan Wangji is more than eager to spend time with him this way. The idea of spending the evening and night with him, but it's true. His bedroom is too hot to sleep and only this place is cool.

"Mn. That's exactly right. We camp together. We tell each other stories. If it's hot, we jump in the pool. We won't be sleeping much, but better than heatstroke."
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-15 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't wrest his sleeve out of the way, let it be broken for all he cares now.

He mouths the words three, two... one, and pours the alcohol generously on Wei Ying's hand, which is cut up everywhere. He'd usually be more careful, but he wants to ensure that he gets every cut, every opening.

He doesn't trust the medical staff, and Wei Ying can't afford to lose his hand.

He puts the bottle down as quickly as he feels comfortable, and makes sure that Wei Ying doesn't immediately move his hand somewhere else. He reaches out for his wrist above where the cuts end, and holds it tightly.

Should he feel a quickened heartbeat, it's masked by how painful the stings undoubtedly are. Should Wei Ying feel a matching pulse, it can be due to the stress of treating your friend's wound with limited supplies.
]
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-15 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Wei Wuxian's own heart beats wildly even as he keeps his expression soft. A confession of any sort is hard to give, but for him having to do it in such a sudden matter after all the uncertainties of the last month means he's still just as nervous about being cast aside. He takes that hand that just took his wrist and flattened it against his chest instead so he could feel the source more directly.

He knows what he says is true and he will never doubt it ever again. And if the hotel decides to mess with him again, then he will find a way to overcome it so that he never has to see Lan Wangji sad. He doesn't want anyone or anything to ever come between them again and he will fight to protect him.

This Lan Wangji just sent lanterns into the sky with him, he has agreed to night hunt with him and they even made vows to explore and see each other as much as possible. For him, this Lan Wangji is as much in his heart as the other. And as such he doesn't want to see him suffer, especially by his hand.

"I won't ever lie to you, Lan Zhan. Soulmates..right?"

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