A/N: I just realized after replying to a comment that this part won't be bad. It will be... Like sort of comfort?

Now you will enter the hell, then maybe you will get the heaven little.

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16 years pass.

During those 16 years, Lan Sizhui was by Lan Wangji's side. During those 16 years, Lan Xichen came out from his seclusion for his brother. During those 16 years, Lan Wangji was there for Sizhui. During those 16 years, Lan Qiren Qi deviates. That was a shock for everyone.

After 16 years of Wei Wuxian's death, 2 months after Lan Qiren's death, Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji, Hanguang-jun also passed away.

After those 16 years, Lan Xichen enters seclusion, again. After those 16 years, Lan Sizhui enters seclusion as well, in Jingshi. After those 16 years, Lan Sect goes over to Lan Jingyi.

During Sizhui's seclusion, he didn't feel alone. He always feels like someone was there for him, is there for him right now. Every night, there is music played in Jingshi.

Lan Sizhui always plays at night. When everyone is asleep. When everywhere is silence. When there is no one to witness him playing Wangji and tears roll down his eyes. Only silence and him. Every night he feels lonely. Wangji, Lan Zhan's guqin, accompanies him those nights.

Every night when his eyes fall on two ribbons tied together. A red ribbon and a white ribbon with cloud patterns. He feels lonely. Whenever he looks at the other side of the table, reminds him of two-person.

Lan Zhan sitting there and reading their reports. Wei Wuxian is doodling beside him. His sunshine smile toward Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan's small, beautiful smile.

In the corner of the table, it still has Wei Wuxian's doodles organized.

Every week, his friend, Lan Jingyi comes to meet him. Every 3 months, his other friend, Ouyang Zizhen comes to meet him. At first, Sizhui refuses to meet them. But, he feels lonelier like this.

Alas! How he is wishing if Jin Ling comes to meet him now...

Every full moon night, ghosts haunt him, he can keep count of it because of this. How he is missing everyone. His old family, Wen Ning, Wen Qing, his grandmother, others. His love, Jin Ling. His adopted fathers, Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan.

He wonders how the bunnies are doing.

Every day his mind is filled with thoughts.

Another 8 years passes.

The nights are silent. No music to hear. Only silence. Only the noise of soft wind breezes sometimes. This time, there is no one silence can accompany, to witness suffering. Lan Sizhui is no longer there. It's been 2 months.

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Cultivation. Cultivators. It's rare. It's understandable. No parents will want their children to take risks. Besides, there are not so many spirits, ferocious corpses, ghosts to deal with like before.

"I am happy for both of you!" a cheery man says, smiling brightly. He wears light blue robes, his hair tied with a red ribbon, a bell-curved nine petals lotus with purple tassel on his hip.

"Thank you, dad. I hope we will be just like you guys." a young lad around his early 20s smiles happily. Wearing wedding robes. Oh. Wedding.

"Of course! You two are wonderful to pair! Take care of A-Ling nicely."

"If something happens to my nephew or you made him sad, don't blame me if I kill you." another man says. He wears purple robes, and a bell on his hip too. He adds, "Be happy both of you."

The boy chuckles, looking at his blushing bride, "Of course, I will, Se- uncle."

"Lan Zhan, look, our son, A-Yuan has finally grown up."

"Mhn." the man named Lan Zhan turns to his son, "Take care of both of you."

~Happily Everafter~

A/N: The ending sucks. Oh, man! I guess the knives were better. But I have come this, far not deleting. So here you go, some comfort? Yeah, ZhuiLing married in the end. No one died. Everyone lived happily. Idk, don't ask, Jiang Cheng raised A-Ling even though Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli wanted to but can't. Jin Ling was too attached to Jiang Cheng who was also attached to his nephew. So Jin Ling was raised by his parents 6 months, 6 months raised by A-Cheng every year. Like. He is shifting from one place to another since his birth. XD Oh! Wait! This can be a reason other kids can bully him! Without angst, I can't live. Don't come with knives at me.