⚠️Warnings: Angst. No happy ending. Read at your risk. Characters death.

The story is short. The characters are from "Mo Dau Zu Shi" by Moxiang Tongxiu or MXTX, but the idea is mine. The picture I used for the cover is not owned by me. Credits to the artist. I just edited it. The original art is above.

"Did you heard Sect Leaders of two great Sects died last night?"

"Yeah, it is also said that Yiling Laozu and Hanguang-jun were injured too."

"But they caught the malicious spirit at last."

"It is pity that Sect Leader Jin died young. He was 20 or something."

"The Cultivation world is in chaos."

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News spread like water. Stories don't need time to create. The night is a full moon. A beautiful scenery. But it is not beautiful to the boy who is sitting alone by himself. A small weak, yet beautiful smile is painted on his face as he is getting deeper into his memories.

Cold wind blows and takes him back to reality. Painful reality. His smile vanishes from his face as tears roll out of his eyes slowly.

Unfulfilled promises.

"A-Ling, we will die together." Lan Sizhui promises.

"Why is life so cruel? Why can't I die with you that moment?" he mutters.

"But I want you to live if I die. You better hold on if I die." Jin Ling replies. He adds after a while, "I will always be alive in your heart, your memories."

Remembering this, Sizhui looks at the sky. "I am holding on, A-Ling. But I have so many things to tell you."

Another memory flashed in his mind.

"We will always be together." Jin Ling says, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"We will." Sizhui grins, making the other flush more.

He sighs. He wishes it could have been true. Another painful memory comes to his mind.

"A-Ling!" Sizhui screams seeing Jin Ling suddenly fall to the ground. Jin Ling looks at him weakly. "S-Sorry..." he says as he breathes his last breath.

The moon starts hiding behind the clouds. The wind stops blowing. Leaving the young man alone. The dancing tree leaves are not moving any longer. A silence falls there. A silence Lan Sizhui needed to cry. He cries. There is no one to see him or hear him. He is alone. He finally cries. Tears don't stop flowing out of his eyes. It just adds salt to his wound.

He mutters to no one, "You said we would be together."

Another memory comes into his mind.

"What if I die young? Just like my parents?"

He is hearing the voice. He said this on a full moon night like this. Like now, that time the moon hides behind the clouds. The wind stops blowing. Tree leaves stop moving. It is so similar.

He didn't notice when a person enters. The person comes and sits beside him. Pats his back and hugs him. He knows who this is. He cries on Wei Wuxian's shoulder who is silently crying. After all, his shidi and nephew died.

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A month later...

"Looks like the malicious creature has affected Yiling Laozu's mental health!"

"I don't think so. It's the side effect of Demonic Cultivation."

"Huh?"

"I heard he is jumping back from present to past and past to present." Another person joins the conversation.

"A few days ago he thought he was still a teenager."

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"Senior Wei?" Sizhui knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Wei Wuxian asks from the side of the door.

"Senior Wei, it's me, Sizhui," Sizhui replies.

"Sizhui?" confusion is clear in his voice. Lan Zhan opens the door and nods to him as he takes the tray of food.

He gets that Wei Wuxian has again forgotten him. He just hopes Wei Wuxian doesn't forget him and especially Lan Zhan before he dies...

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3 years later...

"Yiling Laozu has died again. I heard that Hanguang-jun has entered the seclusion."

"It is not shocking he died again. We all know since the beginning of the year he will die soon."

"Poor him. He suffered a lot before dying."

"Not alone. Along with Hanguang-jun and his adopted child. They suffered a lot. I heard, before dying he thinks he was at Nightless City."

Like the first time, Wei Wuxian's dead become the talk of the town. But unlike before, some pities him.

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The winter morning breeze is cold. Lan Sizhui blew air out. The sunlight is weak. He mutters, "I have so many things to tell to people I can't..." He wants to tell many things to Jin Ling, to Wei Wuxian. But he can't. It's been more than 3 years since Jin Ling died. 3 months since Wei Wuxian died.

He flashed backs.

"Answer this question, what is a common regret a human has in their life?" Wei Wuxian asks out of a sudden.

"To not being able to do the right thing, of course." Jin Ling answers.

Lan Sizhui would also answer this, but he knows Wei Wuxian wants a different answer.

In response, Wei Wuxian smiles. Nothing else. He didn't say whether it is right or wrong, what is the right answer. That lives Sizhui in confusion. But he never thought about this again. There are many things a human regret. Mostly not being able to do the right thing.

"What is a common regret a human have..." Sizhui mutters and smiles sadly. "I think I know the answer now..."

He looks at the sky and says, "Senior Wei, the answer is the words we can't say, isn't it? You had so many things left to say. Hanguang-jun has so many things he wants to say. Many people have many things left to say."

True. Many people like Jiang Cheng, Jiang Yanli, Lan Zhan, Lan Sizhui, and many more. They have many things to say to Wei Wuxian like Wei Wuxian have to say. Words always left unsaid. No matter what. It left unsaid.

He walks to Jingshi and knocks on the door. "I am here, Hanguang-jun," he says.

~The end~

A/N: To clear the confusion, Wei Wuxian was still slightly injured when he goes to Sizhui. But his injuries healed fast, as they were not so gravely like the rumors. Only Lan Zhan's injuries are bad. But not like the rumors. He healed in 4 days.