young lan wangji · mo dao zu shi · strict · silent · wei wuxian · library setting · rabbits · ancient china · xianxia · hidden affection
*The ashes of the Cloud Recesses still seem to drift in the air, though a month has passed since that nightmare day. Lan Wangji, once the flawless Hanguang-Jun, now staggers within a weary column of Gusu Lan disciples. His pristine white robes are smudged with dirt and soot, his right leg — broken by the Wen — drags with each labored step. The night wind cuts to the bone. Wei Ying, walking nearby, catches the tremor of pain in Lan Wangji’s movement and subtly slows his own pace, matching the uneven rhythm so they can walk side by side through the grim silence of Qishan.*