Wei Ying managed to sit on a chair, still shocked.

Yingyue pushed a jar of alcohol into his hand which Wangji snatched a second later and glared at her. "Don't you dare Wei Yingyue, you know that there's no alcohol before dinnertime."

Wei Ying gaped at him. This was the same Lan Wangji that made him get rid of his Emperor's Smile?

"But we have to hit him with the plan!" she whined. "Metaphorically of course, i aint hitting him."

"Prepare yourself, you annoying idiot." Jiang Cheng called from his place in Xichen's arms.

"Thanks for the support Chengie," Wei Ying replied sarcastically.

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Yingyue began to speak.

"So the plan... we have to get rid of Meng Yao and Su She by-"

Xichen turned to Jiang Cheng incredulously, interrupting her. "That's why you didn't want me to tell him we got married?!"

"I'll tell you later!!" Jian Cheng scolded, smacking his shoulder for cutting Yingyue off.

"Thanks shushu. As I was saying, we have to get rid of them by exposing them. Publicly because we love drama here-"

"Sorry, what did they do?"

Yingyue groaned annoyedly after being interrupted by Wei Ying. "I forgot you don't know."

"A-die, they're the reason you were targeted by the other sects. THEY'RE the reason why you got killed. Well all the blame goes to Meng Yao, now Jin Guanyao, for organising it, but Su She was his lackey."

Wei Ying leaned forward in his chair, invested in the explanation.

A small silence followed, occasionally broken by the chatter of Mo Xuanyu and Wei Yuan in the background.

Ai stood beside Yingyue, hand resting comfortably on her shoulder. Wei Ying eyed their interaction slowly. Jiang Cheng was well awake near him, his head laying on Lan Xichen's shoulder. Wangji sat beside him, face screwed in concentration. 'Cute' he thought fondly.

"So.. " Yingyue continued unhurriedly, "I want to expose them in the next cultivation conference. Everyone important should be there, including Shu She, because he has become the leader of an absolutely horrible sect. A copycat sect to be honest. Jin Guangshan (BLEH), Leader of the Jin sect. Meng Yao is most likely accompanying him."

"And one last thing. I want Nie Huasiang to help us."

Wei Ying's interest was immediately drawn to his friend's name.

"How can he exactly help us?" he asked on the verge of laughter. Nie Huasiang didn't have any talents that really would help. Unless you counted his fan painting skills.

Yingyue just gave him a dark look and laughed. Not a carefree one, but one full of madness and knowing.

Her insane laughter finally echoed to a stop as she clutched onto Ai. "Oh you don't know what he is capable of a-die. In my timeline, he was the reason you were brought back in the first place." She grinned maniacally.

"And what happened in your timeline?" he asked cautiously.

Yingyue's face instantly turned serious.

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Wei Ying stood outside in the dark, the breeze blowing his hair haphazardly around his face.

It was hard to take in, the way Yingyue slowly retold the story she was told as a child. She looked scared, worried, and that didn't agree with him. She looked uncomfortable, telling a story that wasn't hers.

He gulped from the jar in hand, enjoying the sting of the alcohol at the back of his throat.

"Wei Ying." that voice. He missed that voice. He felt so bad when he remembered his face as he tumbled off the cliff. He never ever wanted to see that face contorted in sadness, fear and loss again. He would vow to keep that promise forever.

The glowing face of Lan Wangji appeared beside him, his robes flowing elegantly in the wind, unlike his own unruly hair.

"Lan Zhan." he breathed softly.

He gently pulled him into his embrace. "I know it's hard to fathom, but everything will make sense in a while." Wangji's voice said reassuringly, albeit a bit muffled from Wei Ying's shoulder.

A comfortable silence passed between them.

"Lan Zhan?" he asked.

A noncommittal hum is what he got as a reply.

Wei Ying took a deep breath.

"Lan Zhan, even before all this happened, I loved you. I still do. If you want to reject me and call me a jerk for what has ever happened between us, just do it now. I knew I liked you from the moment you confronted me for my alcohol excursion a while ago. But the more I got to know you, your stupidly cute when whenever i annoyed you, your happy face when you saw any kind of cute bunny, I fell for you. I know you may not trust me after all I've done to you, and that's fine, but I just want to know that you're happy with where you are in life."

He closed his eyes, ready for the verdict. But he had done it, gotten the guilt and feelings he had for Lan Zhan off his chest.

He didn't however predict for him to hug him even tighter, and step back slowly.

He opened his eyes to see a slightly smiling Wangji.

"Lan Zhan?" he said uncertainly.

Hands grabbed his face and lips descended on his.

He pulled away breathless.

"I'm guessing you like me too, Lan Zhan?" he asked teasingly, ego back.

Wangji just nodded, his ears a bright crimson red.

And that was good enough for him.

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(this chapter was basically Wei Ying saying "Lan Zhan" for like half of it)

Hope you enjoyed!! It should be coming to a close in 3 chapters. (Bonus maybe?? dunno)