[[忘羡 | WangXian 3]] : Our Flesh And Bones

The Jingshi💙\/🤍\/💜The Hanshi [continued] 🔞

He reached, leaning in too close, feeling his loved one's breath on his face as his hands were untying the Gusu headband, removing it from Lan Huan's hair. Both were blushing, staring at the strip of white ribbon in Jiang Wanyin's hand.

- I know. I know well what it means, Zewu-Jun.  -  Jiang Wanyin whispered.

- I can't stop thinking about what your brother said. – Lan Xichen said breathlessly. – About... about our... honeymoon...

Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat; there was only one possible way the conversation could continue. He looked up into Lan Xichen's bright eyes, waiting, pressing the Gusu headband to his chest without even realizing it.

- Sandu Shengshou, if I asked you to, would you agree to marry me? – he had gone so pale all of a sudden that his skin looked transparent. His eyes had the color of the sky before a big storm and his lips parted.

Jiang Wanyin felt dizzy, weak. He somehow knew, felt, that this question was coming; he was not surprised by it, but still did not know how to answer. He bit his lip.

- Huan... Are you proposing?  –  he asked quietly, lowering his eyes.

- I am not sure.  –  it seemed as if Zewu-Jun's voice was coming from under the ground. The room was swallowing all echo, and Jiang Wanyin somehow felt as if it was swallowing all sounds... perhaps they were having this conversation in their heads, just hearing each other's thoughts.

- You told me I will be your last love. Is it still true, Lan Huan?  –  he murmured.

- You know that it is. You are my whole life now, Wanyin...  -  Lan Xichen whispered weakly. 

He was expecting rejection any moment now; he was terrified.

- Zewu-Jun...  -  he said gently, wrapping his arms around the taller man's shoulders, staring boldly in his pale eyes. – I am not saying "yes", because I don't want to lie to you. But I promise to think about it.

Lan Xichen nodded sadly.

- But I can say this.  -  Jiang Cheng continued.  –  You have brought me nothing but happiness... bliss... and I find myself unable to think about...almost anything else... - he tried to keep his voice steady, but his eyes were brimming with tears again, making him more upset than he would allow himself to be. – I have lost...almost everything... and... and I ...

- Jiang Wanyin!

Lan Xichen hurriedly grabbed his waist, pulling him in for a tight embrace, kissing his cheek.

- Darling... Forgive me, I upset you... Oh... - he was murmuring, trying to calm him down as he was hiding his face in his robe. – Wanyin... It's alright. We don't have to talk about this now. Please... Do you want me to ask Bai Li for another room?  –  he was caressing his face, wiping his tears away.

- No...no.  –  he clenched his teeth.  –  I want to be here. I want to be here with you.

Lan Huan's eyes were full of tenderness; he was blushing faintly, kissing his cheeks.

- I don't want this room to be cold and lonely any more. - Jiang Cheng continued. – I want it to be a place where you will be happy.

- Oh, kitten...  -  Zewu-Jun smiled, his lover was melting his heart in unexpected ways, always.  –  You are so amazing, did you know that, Jiang Cheng?

Jiang Cheng hid his face in his neck, blushing, biting him lightly. He had promised him that he'd bite him every time he called him "kitten", but, surprisingly, Zewu-Jun never stopped.

- Please, give me time...  -  he mumbled. – If I ever marry – it will be just once. It will be forever.

- My love... I will never want another. You are far too incredible, A-Cheng... No one will ever be able to compare... I ... I also find myself unable to think about anything else...  -  Lan Xichen said shyly.

- Huan... Please, be serious! I am talking seriously.  –  he grumbled unhappily.

- I am being extremely serious right now, Wanyin.  –  he took his chin and lifted his burning face a little. – I only brought it up...because...  -  he looked away, blushing.

Jiang Cheng tightened his grip over his shoulders, waiting. He was almost panting – it was hard to breathe for some reason; his heart was beating so fast and loud that he could hear the blood rushing through his head.

- Tell me. You can tell me anything.  –  he encouraged him.

Lan Xichen bit his lip. He looked in his face mournfully, not too sure whether to say the next words or not.

- I don't want to lose you. I cannot lose you... my heart will die if this happens, Wanyin...  -  he whimpered.  –  The truth is that even without Master Wei's words today, I have been thinking about it...a lot... lately...

- You...  -  Jiang Cheng felt weak, and was now thankful that Zewu-Jun's strong arms were holding him.

- These last weeks I have been happier...with you... happier than I have ever been in all my cold and empty life, A-Cheng... -  he said softly.  –  And I selfishly want that happiness to last...

- Huan...  -  Jiang Cheng touched his face, caressing him, dazed.

- I could not think of a better way... to prove to you that I am serious... that my promise is serious... that I want it to be a promise forever... for as long as I draw breath... -  his voice was breaking terribly; it was one of those rare cases in which the great Zewu-Jun could not possibly control his emotions. – I want to be with you. There is no one else I want to be with. Not in this lifetime, Wanyin...  -  he finally said tenderly.