Kill them.

Kill them.

Kill them.

I bang my head against the wall. Quiet! Quiet! 

"Wei Ying, what's wrong?" Lan Zhan asks.

"Just hearing the voice of death." I joke.

Lan Zhan just looks at me. Even he can't deny that having a sword in your system is slowly killing you. I let out a breath. These voices won't leave me alone. I just want them to leave me alone. The voices in my head are making me go crazy.

"Ah! Found them!" I hear Mai Yin yell.

He hates you.

He hates you.

He wishes you dead.

I look up at Lan Zhan. I remember the times I annoyed him and got him in trouble. I think I am still causing him to be in trouble. I remember his anger eyes on me. Does he hate me? I'm dying, so this doesn't seem like a good time to question our relationship. But... I have to ask.

"Lan Zhan... can I ask a question?" I ask.

"What?" He looks at me.

"If... if I die soon, will you care about me?" I ask.

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If I die, will you care about me? My heart almost freezes. Was he joking? This was by far the worst joke he's come up with. I look at him. How am I supposed to answer? How am I supposed to say anything after that.

"Wei Ying, you're not going to die." I say.

"The dagger in my chest says otherwise." He says.

I look down.

"It's fine if you don't care. I wouldn't." He turns.

"Wei Ying." I move his head to me.

He was... crying. I wipe it with my hand.

"I will care, but you're not going to die." I say.

"That's... that's a relief." He smiles.

"Hey, I'm back. Did you guys have bromance?" Mai Yin asks.

I jump back in a startle.

"Here. I found blankets." She throws one to me.

I pull it over him.

"Thanks, for everything." He says.

"You're welcome." I say.