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hmm so i guess this is me being emo at 3am but...
well, I wanted to write this out before the emotions washed over!!!
this is an unspecified chapter in my mdzs mafia au fic called red trillium... sry for bad grammer english hard :"(
well, I wanted to write this out before the emotions washed over!!!
this is an unspecified chapter in my mdzs mafia au fic called red trillium... sry for bad grammer english hard :"(
ah fair warning... there& #39;s some : D stuff in here like definitely someone d-words and stuff hahha... oh... oh man... 
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The young man passed the baby bundled in yellow blankets to Wei Wuxian and pushed the two into the tunnel.
"Ge, let me help you." Wei Wuxian reached out for Jin Zixuan& #39;s hand, but the other refused to take it. Wei Wuxian looked up in shock, but the other man shook his head.
"Ge, let me help you." Wei Wuxian reached out for Jin Zixuan& #39;s hand, but the other refused to take it. Wei Wuxian looked up in shock, but the other man shook his head.
"Take him and go." the other replied, sliding down to sit beside the opening of the tunnel. The bloodstains left on the wall as the man slid down were hidden in the darkness of the room.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Wuxian hissed, and reached out to grab Jin Zixuan again.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Wuxian hissed, and reached out to grab Jin Zixuan again.
"Do you think Jin Zixun would let my family go if both Jin Ling and I survive this? Kidnapping him and luring me out was part of their plan. Even if we paid the ransom, would they have returned him alive? They want me dead, and maybe this will buy us some time."
Wei Wuxian shook his head, "No, no, what am I going to tell..."
Jin Zixuan gave him one final push, and with a smile, replied, "She& #39;ll forgive you. Now leave. I& #39;m far too injured to make it out alive with the two of you... so let me buy you some time. Please. For Jin Ling."
Jin Zixuan gave him one final push, and with a smile, replied, "She& #39;ll forgive you. Now leave. I& #39;m far too injured to make it out alive with the two of you... so let me buy you some time. Please. For Jin Ling."
When Jin Zixun found the Jin Clan Head, the other was sitting with his back against a wall, in a large pool of blood.
"Go get Suihua for me." he commanded, and one of his underlings went over to search the clothes of the sitting man.
"I don& #39;t have it." a thin voice rasped.
"Go get Suihua for me." he commanded, and one of his underlings went over to search the clothes of the sitting man.
"I don& #39;t have it." a thin voice rasped.
Jin Zixun chuckled, "Then tell me where it is."
Jin Zixuan smiled, and his chest heaved several times before he could make a coherent sound. "Then I& #39;ll take it to the grave."
Jin Zixun& #39;s eyes turned cold. He slammed down his sunglasses in fury, before turning around.
Jin Zixuan smiled, and his chest heaved several times before he could make a coherent sound. "Then I& #39;ll take it to the grave."
Jin Zixun& #39;s eyes turned cold. He slammed down his sunglasses in fury, before turning around.
"Burn this place down." he commanded, before leaving.
Jin Zixuan listened as the footsteps grew fainter and fainter. He could barely breathe now, but the silver bell he held tightly in his hand kept him at peace.
Soon, the darkness was lit up by golden firelight, and the-
Jin Zixuan listened as the footsteps grew fainter and fainter. He could barely breathe now, but the silver bell he held tightly in his hand kept him at peace.
Soon, the darkness was lit up by golden firelight, and the-
flames danced in front of his eyes. Soon, they became petals that fluttered through the air, a reminder of the warm spring, the golden sunâ
And from within those fluttering petals he saw a flash of violet robes and the jingle of a bell. He closed his eyes-
And from within those fluttering petals he saw a flash of violet robes and the jingle of a bell. He closed his eyes-
and felt himself become wrapped in someone& #39;s embrace. They smelled like the fresh lotus lilies in summer, the fragrance of home... he struggled to open his eyes, but he was able to catch a glimpse of long, dark strands of hair falling over his shoulder... a young woman, who
gently held his head, humming some song he had never heard before. Then suddenly, he understoodâ
"So you and I were separated too..."
The red moon hanging over the blazing building laughed and laughed. A solitary car drove down the midnight highway, rushing to an unknown-
"So you and I were separated too..."
The red moon hanging over the blazing building laughed and laughed. A solitary car drove down the midnight highway, rushing to an unknown-
destination.
Jiang Yanli was woken up by a banging on the front door of her childhood home. When the servants had opened the door, they found Jin Ling, safe, and wrapped in a yellow blanket. On the very center of the blanket, there was a golden ring-- Suihua, the
Jiang Yanli was woken up by a banging on the front door of her childhood home. When the servants had opened the door, they found Jin Ling, safe, and wrapped in a yellow blanket. On the very center of the blanket, there was a golden ring-- Suihua, the
Jin Clan& #39;s proof-of-succession, the symbol that the Jin Clan Heads carried around with them wherever they went.
By the time Jiang Cheng and the rest of the Jiang Clan were able to catch up to the car that dropped off Jin Ling, it was already too late. The building-
By the time Jiang Cheng and the rest of the Jiang Clan were able to catch up to the car that dropped off Jin Ling, it was already too late. The building-
had become engulfed in flame.
They noticed, however, that there was an individual that was sitting down in the open parking lot in front of the building, and beside him lay a body.
When they approached the person, they were met with lightless eyes.
They noticed, however, that there was an individual that was sitting down in the open parking lot in front of the building, and beside him lay a body.
When they approached the person, they were met with lightless eyes.
When Jin-furen saw the body that was lying beside the young man who was sitting, she collapsed onto the floor.
Jiang Cheng had grabbed the collar of the young man, and was shouting at him. There were no sounds, of course, because Wei Wuxian could barely hear anything except
Jiang Cheng had grabbed the collar of the young man, and was shouting at him. There were no sounds, of course, because Wei Wuxian could barely hear anything except
the laughter of the red moon, mocking him.
"You taint everything that you touch red, Wei Wuxian." he muttered under his breath.
His companion& #39;s eyes slid over to him. "What did you say?"
Wei Ying chuckled, "I& #39;m just thinking to myself."
"You taint everything that you touch red, Wei Wuxian." he muttered under his breath.
His companion& #39;s eyes slid over to him. "What did you say?"
Wei Ying chuckled, "I& #39;m just thinking to myself."
Jiang Cheng shifts uncomfortably in the shotgun seat, making sure to carefully move his bandaged arm.
"Do you hate him for not telling you what happened?" Wei Ying asked while watching a seagull pick at a fallen piece of bread.
Jiang Cheng opens the top button of his-
"Do you hate him for not telling you what happened?" Wei Ying asked while watching a seagull pick at a fallen piece of bread.
Jiang Cheng opens the top button of his-
flower-patterned dress shirt. "Maybe I have. But all these years... I& #39;ve wondered why he never told me the truth."
Wei Ying hummed in response.
"But I can& #39;t ask him now. He& #39;s gone." Jiang Cheng chuckled, but there was visible pain in his eyes.
Wei Ying hummed in response.
"But I can& #39;t ask him now. He& #39;s gone." Jiang Cheng chuckled, but there was visible pain in his eyes.
Wei Ying holds the box of cookies towards Jiang Cheng, but the other shakes his head. Wei Ying looks down at the red cookie in his hand.
"Maybe he didn& #39;t tell you the truth because he wanted to protect you from something much larger."
Jiang Cheng laughed.
"Maybe he didn& #39;t tell you the truth because he wanted to protect you from something much larger."
Jiang Cheng laughed.
"I... would do anything to know what happened. I& #39;ve said thingsâ that estranged us before his death. And talking with you reminded me about our younger days, before our relationship fell apart."
Wei Ying stared deep into the setting sun. "But I am not Wei Wuxian."
Wei Ying stared deep into the setting sun. "But I am not Wei Wuxian."
Jiang Cheng& #39;s eyes slid over to him. "I know." he replied, his voice much quieter.
Wei Ying examined his cookie for a while longer, before deciding to bite down on it. "Jiang-zongâ"
"Call me Jiang Cheng."
Wei Ying examined his cookie for a while longer, before deciding to bite down on it. "Jiang-zongâ"
"Call me Jiang Cheng."
Wei Ying stared at his companion for a while, before nodding.
"You saved my life. I owe you one."
Wei Ying shook his head, "No need to thank me. It was an accident that I also got kidnapped by the same people."
The two of them sat in silence as the sun disappeared below-
"You saved my life. I owe you one."
Wei Ying shook his head, "No need to thank me. It was an accident that I also got kidnapped by the same people."
The two of them sat in silence as the sun disappeared below-
the horizon.
As night fell, Wei Ying started up the engine of the car again. They pulled onto the empty highway, a solitary car driving to an unknown destination.
"Jiang Cheng, thank you for telling me about Wei Wuxian." Wei Ying suddenly spoke, after an hour of silence.
As night fell, Wei Ying started up the engine of the car again. They pulled onto the empty highway, a solitary car driving to an unknown destination.
"Jiang Cheng, thank you for telling me about Wei Wuxian." Wei Ying suddenly spoke, after an hour of silence.
"Why are you thanking me?" Jiang Cheng asked, staring out of the window at the passing trees.
Wei Ying smiled, but he never responded.
red trillium // "nostalgia" arc
Wei Ying smiled, but he never responded.
red trillium // "nostalgia" arc
The latter part of this thread was the "present" time, and the previous part is with a narrator that is omnipresent. However, in the grand context of the fic, it is Jiang Cheng telling the amnesiac Wei Ying about his history with "Wei Wuxian", from childhood to when they fell out
