Past

"Magic?" YiJun feels lost.

"Xian did not tell you, but he could do magic. Not just ordinary spells like us, but powerful magic."

"So if... if he returns in a different body, he will be capable of strong magic. YiJun, you need to be careful; you must never bite a human being. You are part creature of darkness. If you bite a human, they will either die or turn into something unnatural."

YiJun feels confused once again. He doesn't understand why he would want to bite anyone. When he voices his thoughts, Cong explains, "Creatures of night survive on blood. You are part night creature. You may feel the need to kill and drink."

"I promise that I will never kill an innocent. Nor will I bite a human." Then something occurs to him. He looks away. Embarrassment colors his face, "Uncle, could I talk to you alone for a moment?"

Xi Xi leaves the room.

"I have bitten him... while... " YiJun tries to say the words, but fails. 

 "I understand, son. Don't worry. You will never be able to hurt Xian; your bite will never hurt him either. And your blood will have the power to heal him, just like it always has."

"Can it heal others too? Can my blood heal others?"

"Yes, it can. But if you ever mark a human, if you bite and drink from them, Xian's soul will leave you. His blood that protects you will become tainted."

YiJun nods; Cong hugs him. "Son, take care of yourselves."

He looks at YiJun's face and remembers that there is one last thing that had slipped his mind, "YiJun, there is one more thing, if Xian returns..."

"Cong!" They hear Shen yelling. 

 Xi Xi enters too.

Shen enters and starts putting all of Xian's things in a sheet. "You guys need to go now. Go to the waterfall cave. YiJun, help me pack. The night creatures- I think they are planning the search the area. I went to the palace and burnt everything that had Xian's scent on it. We need to leave now."

He looks at YiJun, "Only take what we can carry: important things. I have bought a carriage." He instructs his nephew. 

Cong and Xi Xi take turns hugging Shen and YiJun; YiJun starts loading Xian's books and other personal items into the carriage. 

Xi Xi holds Xian's unmoving form in her arms and kisses his cheek. "I will see you again, son. Stay safe; always smile."

Shen squeezes Xi Xi's shoulder lightly, "I promise, I will take care of Xian."

 She nods and puts her hand over her chest; she recites a spell. She puts her hand on Xian's forehead, and it glows for a second. She winces and looks at her wrist, where a triskelion mark has appeared.

"What did you do, sweetheart?" Cong demands. 

"I made sure that when he comes back, he will remember who he is. He will remember what he is capable of; he will remember his history. I made sure that he will have power over all wolves."

Cong gasps, "Xi Xi, you shouldn't have! You gave him your blood magic! Do you realize that you will not be able to be reborn with the same blood now?"

Xi Xi hugs her husband, "It doesn't matter anymore. I will not remember it in my next birth anyway." 

Breaking the embrace, Xi Xi and Cong help Shen load the carriage. Meanwhile, YiJun settles Xian inside it. 

Shen hugs his friends one last time before parting ways. While Cong and Xi Xi head for the waterfall cave, Shen, YiJun, and Xian leave for an unknown destination. 

Present

Shen carries Wangji to his room and lays him down next to Xian. He intertwines their fingers and closes his eyes, "Please Xian, if you can hear me, help your Jun, he is in pain." Tears of desperation leave Shen's eyes. 

He feels a warm sensation in his fingers where it's touching YiJun. He looks at their intertwined fingers.

"YiJun... " Shen whispers, when he sees a small smile on his nephew's lips. He doesn't know how, but he knows that Wangji is not in pain anymore. That maybe, just maybe, Wangji has fallen asleep. 

He leaves their room and calls Zhau. The conversation they had had before Wangji had lost consciousness was bothering Shen, "Zhau, I need you to come over."

"And may I ask why my strong, sexy wolf wants me?" Shen can feel Zhau smile cockily over the phone. "I think the next few days are going to be very difficult for my family," Shen replies and proceeds to tell Zhau about his doubts. 

As soon as Shen cuts the call, Zhau leaves for Lan mansion with all the evidence that he had collected that links Jin Gayo to the unnatural murders.

*Jiang Residence*

At the break of dawn, Xian opens his eyes and tries to sit up, but his body doesn't cooperate. He looks at his wrists only to find cuts on them; the blood on his wrists is dry. 

With great difficulty, he picks up the phone and dials Wangji's number. 

After two rings, Wangji picks up. 

 "Xian?" He answers in a surprised voice. 

"Can you come over, please?" Xian requests in a weak voice. 

"I will be right there," Wangji says without hesitation and cuts the call. He gets off the bed and looks at the man in his bed, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

The night, after Shen had put him in bed, Wangji had dreamt about his past; his beautiful years with Xian. But dreams had ended with images of him touching and kissing Wei Xian. The dreams had felt connected: he had not felt guilty. It felt like his Xian was permitting him to do what his heart desired. So when he had woken up, Wangji had decided that he would try to get to know Wei Xian better and not push the young man away.

So when Xian had called, Wangji was a little surprised to see Xian's name blink on his phone. And when Xian had asked him to come over, he had agreed readily. 

Wangji knocks on Jiang Cheng's door. A minute or so later, Yanli opens the door. She blinks: surprised and confused, and asks hesitantly, "Aren't you Xian's boss?" 

Wangji nods and bows slightly. He doesn't understand why he was showing respect to someone centuries younger than him. But he knows that it's the right thing to do. 

Yanli smiles affectionately, "That's not necessary, Mr. Lan. How may I help you?"

Wangji finds it hard to make eye contact with the young girl. He keeps his eyes down, "If it's ok with you, I would like to meet Xian. Now."

She looks surprised for a second, but invites him inside, "I will call him."

"No. Don't." Wangji says, standing up, "I would like to see him in his room if that is ok with you."

"Mr. Lan, that is highly inappropriate... " Yanli starts, but when Wangji looks at her, she can see the desperation in his eyes. She changes her mind, "I will take you to his...."

"It's fine. I know where it is," Wangji says before rushing upstairs. 

'Is there something Xian is not telling me?' Yanli wonders. She can't explain why she feels ok with Xian being alone with his Boss. She goes back to sleep. 

"Xian!" Wangji exclaims when he sees the blood-stained sheets. 

Xian tries to sit up once again, but Wangji rushes to him and holds him in his arms. 

Xian feels a surge of energy pass into him, and he starts feeling better. 

Wangji's eyes fall on Xian's wrists. His brows knit together, "Why did you do this to yourself?"

"I didn't. I woke up like this. I had a dream last night. It began beautifully. I was happy. But then I was lying in a pool of blood with my wrists slit. I don't know why I had such a strange dream." Xian answers, recalling the dream. 

'Xian... He dreamed of Xian. Why?' Wangji wonders. Then it comes to him, last night in the car, Xian had cut him and drank his blood. That could have had something to do with Xian's dream. Wangji had concluded that Wei Xian may or may not be his Xian, but he probably had at least a little of Bai blood in him. For only Bai bloodline could have the effect that Wei Xian had on him. 

Wangji feels Xian's forehead. He had decided that he will never again use his powers on the young man. "Why did you call me?" He enquires. 

Xian decides to tell the partial truth, "Mr. Lan, there is someone I love. I told you this before, right." 

Xian's words hurt Wangji more than he expects; he nods. 

Xian looks away, "I love him, but there are things he is hiding from me. It's like he doesn't trust me. Mr. Lan, do you know I haven't even seen him, I mean, his face. I wanted to call him, but I don't even have his number." Xian pouts slightly. 

Wangji looks away and gulps, feeling guilty. 

"I thought of getting myself to the hospital without letting my siblings know. I can't explain to them how I got these cuts. They will panic if I tell them that I woke up like this. But when I tried to move, I felt weak. I couldn't even leave my bed." Xian pauses and catches Wangji's eyes. "Mr. Lan, you are the only one I could call to take me to the hospital without letting my siblings know. I am sorry that I disturbed you early in the morning."

Wangji has never felt so jealous: Jealous of himself, than he does now, "And why do you think I will help you?"

"You came over, didn't you?"

"Yes, but maybe I thought you changed your mind about sleeping with me," Wangji says expressionlessly.

"Oh." Xian pauses, 'He still doesn't want to accept that he is Jun...let's see how long he can pretend.'

"You are right. I must not have presumed." He smiles and pulls himself closer, "I wish My Jun could be as forthcoming as you, Mr. Lan."

The words My Jun from Xian's lips make Wangji's heart beat faster. He pulls Xian closer; Xian gasps. The immortal whispers, "Your Jun?"

Their eyes meet, "My Jun. Mine." Xian answers, looking directly into Wangji's eyes. His heart starts racing, 'Accept it. Accept that you are Jun.'

Wangji looks away once more, the need to mark and claim Xian hits the immortal with full force. He gets off and away from Xian, "You can't go to the hospital. They will think you did it to yourself."

Xian had not thought about that.

"Come with me to my home. I can help you there."

'But you can help me here and now.' Xian thinks, "Why your home?"

"I have my family doctors. They won't ask questions."

"Why do you want to help me?" Xian asks, fringing innocence.

Wangji smirks, "Maybe doing so will make you fall in love with me. Maybe you will want to sleep with me then." Wangji says, trying to sound like a jerk.

Xian chuckles weakly, "You can try, Mr. Lan."

He takes Xian's phone, "Password?"

"It's 'Jun' Message Shijie." Xian smiles, understanding what Wangji is trying to do.

Wangji unlocks the phone and sends a message to Yanli.

"What are you planning to tell her?"

"That we are dating, and you will be spending your day with me," Wangji says, smiling mischievously.

"But that's a lie."

"So lie. Just lie." Wangji suggests. He puts Xian's phone in his pocket and settles him on the couch. He changes the sheets and puts the blood-stained ones into Xian's bag along with a few cloths. He hangs the bag over his shoulder and picks Xian up once more, before carrying him to his car. He locks the door with the keys Xian hands over to him, and drives Xian to Lan mansion.

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