"Lan Zhan!" I call.

He turns to me in the market. I smile at him. He just looks at me.

"Are you feeling better?" He asks.

"Physically yes. Mentally... no." I sigh.

He looks at me concerningly.

"Can I talk to you somewhere private?" I ask.

He nods. We fly onto a roof. I sit down. I rub my hand through my face.

"I feel like I'm losing it." I tell him.

"Losing it?" He asks.

"I'm going crazy. I'm feel every day every minute I'm becoming more and more like him." I say.

My eyes start to swell up. 

"Wei Ying, you are nothing like him." Lan Zhan says.

"I've done so much shit." I say.

Tears start to fall down my face. I grip my arms and shoulders. The screaming is never leaving me alone. I can't control this. Every minute of every day I feel the shadows and hear the screaming. My own screaming or is it his screaming? I can't tell. 

Lan Zhan wraps his arms around me. I burry my face in his chest. His clothes smell so clean like the calm ocean or morning dew rain. I let out a scream.

"Shh. Shh." Lan Zhan brushes my back.

He clutches me tightly. For some reason, the screams stop. I can only hear his voice. His voice chases away the screams. There's finally some silence and I feel no shadows around me.  He moves his hand up and down my back. His touch feels like the morning sun on my face. The tears stop. I back up and wipe my face.

"Thanks." I sniff.

He nods and looks at me. I can see his eyes clearly. His look was not angry or stern. It's concern. I smile at him.