22 Nightmare (2/2)

Lan Wangji didn't answer, since he obviously has one – it was when Wei Wuxian died. (A/N: damn onions, coming back like JGY's ghost! T.T leave me (and XiCheng) alone! T.T)

Nobody dared speak again and continued to walk in silence.

Lan Xichen gasped and immediately sat up. He's bathing in blood – if it's his or not, he doesn't wanna know.

He looked around. ”Hello?” he called, but his voice only echoed.

Nobody answered. He sighed and walked. But, just as he took a step he stepped on something and the next second, he heard a clang sound.

He looked down, only to froze when he saw his sword lying on the ground and like him, it's covered in blood.

”Wha...” he said and took a step back like he stepped on something hot. ”I – ” he said and looked down. His eyes went wide, horrified, when he saw a hole is slowly appearing on his stomach. ”No – ugh!” he cried when it hurt.

He fell.

”HAH - !” he gasped and immediately sat up. He subconsciously winced as he felt his stomach, checking if there's a wound (hole).

He sighed, relieved, when there's none.

”What just happened...” he muttered as he rested his forehead on his palm. ”A nightmare again...” he muttered as he sighed.

”Be strong.” He remembered his (JGY) words.

”... strong, huh...?” he muttered as he raised his head and saw the ghost again. But, this time, he isn't scared, since one – he's already used to seeing the ghost.

As for the two...

”... soon, huh - ?” he muttered and looked at its blank eyes staring at him. He smiled when the ghost didn't answer. ”Fine.” He said as he laid down the bed.

Not long after and the ghost disappeared.