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    “There is no need for sorry,” Lan-gege had told him, what seemed like such a long time ago, “Robes can be cleaned.”

    But a soiled robe in Lotus Pier means lashes on his back and a night of kneeling in the ancestral hall, even if Jiang Cheng and all the other disciples also came back with mud and reeds painting their robes. A soiled robe means hearing baba and mama's names spoken in malice and ridicule. It means a gentle chiding from shijie as she pats his head and offers him a bowl of warm soup, which only made him miss the warmth of Xian-gege's safe embrace.

    His back hurts, and his knees ache from kneeling so long. Beneath his robes, Lan-gege's ribbon presses close to his heart, and it reminds him how he had felt so safe with the two men. How baba and mama had also made him feel safe even without the shelter of gilded walls and roofs. He longs to be that safe again, the longing building and building in the too-small confines of his chest until Wei Ying can not hold it in any longer.

    He runs.

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    "Wei Ying is very good at growing things," Lan Zhan says and takes his hands, uncaring of the dirt. Wei Wuxian knows enough now to let him, knows enough that it is something Lan Zhan wants, almost needs, to stain his hands with Wei Wuxian like this.

    And then later, as their scents mingle with each other's - Sandalwood and pine and lotus blooms, like a place where the mountains meet water, Lan Zhan splays his fingers across Wei Wuxian's stomach, whispers softly into the slope of his shoulders.

    "Wei Ying is very good at growing things."

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    In the aftermath of everything, the scars of thirty-three lashes heavy on his back, Lan Wangji walks.

    He walks through a land ravaged by war, by hunger, by death and sheer neglect, walks through a land that the Cultivation world all but forgets in their own haste to rebuild. He upholds justice, protects the weak. Lives with his regrets.

    And then, in a small village South of Qishan, he finds Wei Ying - Alive, smiling, and asking Lan Wangji for his name.

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    “When we were leaving the graveyard, I might have been thinking about how I wish I could have seen Senior Wei and Hanguang-jun in action when they were our age.” He slowly admitted. “Just before the wind picked up.”
    The other three stared at him.
    “What?! It was an idle thought! How was I supposed to know it might regress them into their younger selves?!”

    A fic in which the Juniors find out just how dangerous, Lan Jingyi's idle thoughts could be.

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    At the end of the war, right when he's won, a villain makes an off hand mistake and changes everything.

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    Knowing nothing can save her, she does the one thing that might save everyone else.

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    Entrance exam do over? Well, it wasn't on his bucket list but why the hell not?

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