Wei Wuxian

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Chapter Summary Wei Wuxian rebuilds an impossible array, summons Lan Wangji from the future, and the council immediately regrets every life choice that led them here.

Chapter 22 Unknown Variable For a heartbeat, the council hall ceased to exist.

Wei Wuxian could feel nothing but the shock of Lan Wangji's gaze locked with his across the open space, could hear nothing but the sudden, brutal rush of his own pulse in his ears.

The words still rang between them, impossibly real.

The council will question his future self directly.

The world did not tilt.

It snapped.

then down his stomach, along his hip, until finally his lips were a breath away from closing round him.

Wei Ying.

Lan Wangji whispered, almost a plea.

Wei Wuxian lifted his head and glanced upward along the line of Lan Wangji's body.

I, uh, I hate that sound.

Long as his fingers slid into his hair, smoothing it away from his face in slow, deliberate strokes.

Wei Ying.

Something in the way he said it made Wei Wuxian look up.

He didn't need to.

The air cooled a fraction around him as he straightened, spying an unbending line at Wei Wuxian's side.

Wei Ying and I, he went on, every word precise, have just been through a deeply profound and personal experience together.

We

would like to be alone.

Long when she's expression eased, the wildness in it settling into something fiercer and more certain.

Another tear shone at the corner of his eye, clung and did not fall.

Wei Ying.

no her lack of uh guff taking uh appreciated

now i i actually much like jing chang i do have conflicting views about madam you because wei ying is my baby and so the violence she inflicts on him i hate her for i genuinely dislike her for

yeah

however she is also very no-nonsense here in a couple of chapters and she

It does.

Who your parents are still definitely means something.

Actually, I feel like that's one of the things that sticks out the most with the way they treat Wei Ying.

Yeah.

Dream Lange spoke, still without looking up.

Wei Ying.

The name landed like a hand closing around his ankle.

He stopped, struggling.