Фанфик teen project to change the world

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Всем кому понравится эта работа и мой перевод!

Я уже говорила, что плохо знаю английский язык.
И Я работаю на чистом энтузиазме, просто потому что хочу перевести эту работу на русский язык, я хочу, чтобы как можно больше людей увидели этот чудесный фанфик.

и именно из-за этого желания Я, вооружившись словарем и интернетом (и помощью своих друзей которые знают язык) решила перевести эту работу. Да, будет трудно, но я надеюсь, что вы поймете меня и поможете исправить какие-то ошибки и/или недочёты.
Надеюсь Вам понравится эта прекрасная работа и мой перевод.

Дорогие читатели, если будут какие либо неточности, ошибки или несуразность, то прошу прошения. Поправьте меня и помогите сделать текст лучше!
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Drabble Collection (ObKk) by Artemis_Fandom_Things

Fandoms: Naruto

Summary

1- Calling all the monsters
2- Love at sword point
3- Learning to Live
4- Obito’s not so great (but totally awesome) idea
5- Like dogs and cats do
7- Try again
8- On a new path
9-Blinded by the world
10- Hall of mirrors
11- Deep sea song
12- Turn off the light
13- Not on the script
14- No more Game Over
15- Miraculous
16- After death, there comes a new birth
17- Of Stars and Jokers
18- «I’d rather watch my kingdom fall.
19- An apocalyptical question
20- Wait, you’re a what??
Obito has a secret. Except. he wasn’t keeping it a secret.

21- Loving you
Kakashi loves a cute guy named Tobi. Kakashi doesn’t love The Masked Man. Not even if they are the same person.

Be Better by Vaela

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Summary

«I was dead for five years. There was a war when I died. I came back; we won. Everybody was talking about what we gained. no one will talk about what we lost,» There is intruder in Stark Tower and Avengers use Wanda to see his memories. Well, basically characters watch the past / memories or something like that.

Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

公理 ─ Axioma by Raessito

Summary

Poco más de un año después de la muerte definitiva del Patriarca Yiling y los últimos remanentes de la Secta Wen, el mundo del cultivo se ve alborotado por una extraña entidad, salida de quien sabe donde, que decidió revelar el pasado que no fue visible para sus ojos: ese pasado lleno de secretos y misterios que el temido cultivador demoníaco, Wei Wuxian, se llevó a la tumba.

Así como el futuro que sencillamente nadie esperaba.

Los secretos se revelan, las sorpresas llegan. El pasado y el futuro se entrelazan, anhelos y esperanza, dolor y remordimiento, inocentes y culpables.

Todo se mezcla, todo se muestra.

Construir un mejor futuro es el mejor plan.

Fate is a fickle mistress by Liu Su Mian Hua (Applesmylife123)

Summary

The Cultivational world was in an uproar.
Why?
Because of the appearance of a mysterious women-
Who claimed to be able to show the future

Or basically a «Watching the future» fic for Scum Villain

Spanish translations are here and here

we show you our sadness so you dont have to go through it by imjustheretoreadmdzsbooks

Summary

lan wangji and wei wuxian want to make a happy world so they spent years working on a plan to change the world by showing the past what went wrong also sorry its rushed i wanted to start on the watching

(Un)Hidden truth by Sarah_R

Summary

After watching his husband; his son; nephew; brother and little radishes dying in front of him one by one because of a source of resentful energy; Wei WuXian dies too as he destroys it.

But instead of darkness; he finds himself back in the past when he had just gotten kicked out of the cloud recess and everything looks so peaceful he can’t stand it. No…no no no he really can’t go through this hell again. Not again. Not after everything was supposed to be over.

Not knowing that Lan WangJi has been thrown back in time as well; he tries; and fails at taking his own life by slitting his throat open in the middle of lotus pier and so; he decides to show everyone the future.
If he’s going to live this hell again; he’s going to change it and if these people are suddenly so determined to keep him alive; then he’s not going to let them die either.

It doesn’t matter if they end up hating him just as much as he hates himself.

(Or; another time travel fix-it which happens to be a watching the show fic as well! With our favorite baby boy and his husband; all their ducklings and their very much alive family and friends from the past.)

Slow and Steady by ToyBunny

Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)

Summary

The future is never set in stone, and it’s proven when Gojo gets a letter in the mail.

Or, author didn’t see much of JJK watching the future fics so she made one herself.

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The Past and the Future Watching Together by sky34red

Summary

Wei Ying awoke to find himself in a room with Lan Zhan only to be told to watch his life with his past self.

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Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

Meet 16 Teens Changing the World

We love sharing stories like these with our students.

Every day, we rely on the advancements that have changed our lives—but how often do we take the time to appreciate the people who made these incredible milestones and developments happen?

We’ve put together this list of 16 young inventors, activists, and entrepreneurs who deserve recognition. These amazing teens are changing the world to make it a better place for all of us. Consider using their stories as an inspiration for an essay prompt or project for your students!

1. The teen who said, “Everyone should live in a world with books.”

Sarah Dewitz was inspired after reading about kids facing hardships in a nearby community. It saddened her to learn that they lacked some basic necessities like books. “It made me think how I would feel if my world did not have books in it,” she said. “With the hard times many families are facing, some might not even have a car to drive to the library.”

Sarah was just ten years old when she started Just 1 Book. To date, she’s collected around half a million books and even raised money for a bookmobile that takes books directly to the communities in need.

2. The teen brothers who said, “Every kid should start school with the right supplies.”

When brothers Jackson and Tristan Kelley learned that many kids start school without school supplies, they decided to do something to help. After learning about kids in foster care, homeless shelters, and others who just couldn’t afford the necessary supplies, they held a drive to address the need.

That was more than five years ago, and their nonprofit, Backpacks for New Beginnings, is still going strong today. Since 2009, they have donated over 10,000 backpacks to kids in need in the Greater Boston area.

3. The teen who said, “I will walk on Mars one day.”

Since she was three years old, Alyssa Carson has wanted to be an astronaut! She launched the Blueberry Foundation to give kids an opportunity they may not otherwise have. Her goal was to inspire kids to fulfill their dreams and have fun while learning. Referring to her age group as the “Mars Generation,” Alyssa believes Mars could be the next Earth.

She’s already witnessed Space Shuttle launches, attended Space Camp, and has been selected as one of seven ambassadors representing Mars One, a mission to establish a human colony on Mars in 2030. Alyssa is definitely going places. If things go according to plan, those places will be far, far away.

4. The teen who said, “Let’s have a different kind of beauty pageant.”

Jordan Somer grew up as a pageant girl, and she always loved them. While volunteering with Special Olympics when she had an idea —what if these girls could also benefit from pageants in the same way that she had?

In November 2007, she held the first Miss Amazing pageant specifically for girls with disabilities. Now there are chapters in more than 30 states, all of which encourage girls to reach for their dreams.

5. The students who said, “Everyone should have access to safe housing in times of natural disaster.”

These middle school students in Denton, Texas came up with an innovative solution for those displaced by natural disasters.

By working with mentors from FEMA as well as local engineers and architects, they developed a prototype of a critical adaptable shelter to serve as temporary emergency housing.

6. The kid with one arm who said, “I can do everything anyone else can do.”

Cancer took Matthew Hannon’s left arm when he was a baby, but he hasn’t let that stop him. By the time he was seven years old, he was accomplishing one of his dreams. The elementary student played on the Marlins with the South Plainfield Junior Baseball Club.

With the support of his family, coaches, and teammates, he even put on the pitcher’s mitt. In the first inning he pitched, Hannon had two strikeouts and one walk, and no runs scored. “Matthew is just a miracle,” said his brother Justin. “He’s a great baseball player for a kid with only one arm. All of us Marlins are lucky to have him on the team.”

7. The kid who said, “Let’s show kids living with cancer that we care through music.”

At just eight years old, Teagan Stedman started Shred Kids’ Cancer. After watching a friend living with cancer, he wanted to find a way to help. He came up with the idea for Shredfest, an annual benefit concert that even featured a kid “battle of the bands” contest.

8. The kid who said, “Dare to dream.”

When 11-year old Kenzie Hall’s dad was deployed to Afghanistan, she was terrified. Not wanting Kenzie to live in fear, her parents encouraged her and her little sister to live life to the fullest. She always wanted to be an actress, so they took her to auditions and supported her in every way.

Along the way, Kenzie decided that she wanted other kids in her situation to have the same opportunities. Brat Pack 11 was created, and today it continues making the dreams of kids who have family members deployed come true.

9. The students who said, “Let’s protect our water supply.”

One of the agricultural problems these teens from Gering, Nebraska observed in their farming community was an overabundant use of herbicides and pesticides. With a growing concern for the local water supply and a healthier community, they set out to figure out how the farmers could reduce the number of chemicals used.

They built and programmed a fleet of drones to specifically target weeds so that farmers could apply targeted spraying, cutting down on the number of toxic chemicals being used.

10. The kid who said, “No more bullying.”

When Elayna’s mom told her that it just takes one person to make a difference, she took that to heart. She created GAB Girls, or Girls Against Bullying Girls, an organization to encourage girls to support one another, rather than tearing each other down.

The GAB Goals are clear. The mission is to bring awareness to anti-bullying and suicide prevention, provide support for victims across the nation, and promote kindness, self-love, and goal setting. What an amazing initiative and it’s still going strong!

11. The lovable, smiling kid who said, “You’re gooder than that.”

It’s impossible to watch Robby Novak without smiling. He spreads pure happiness and joy in his videos all over YouTube. His “A Pep Talk From Kid President to You” video has more than 47 million views, and his positivity is more important than ever.

In the video, Robby says, “It’s like that dude Journey said: ‘Don’t stop believing … unless your dream is stupid, and then you should get a better dream.’” Six years later, he published a new pep talk from a different perspective. The overall message? We need every voice.

12. The teen who said, “Let’s end racial discrimination.”

Ever since being adopted from Chongqing, China when she was a year old, Joy Ruppert has felt the sting of racial insensitivity. “People pulling their eyes back or trying to speak Japanese to me,” says the sophomore from Encinitas, California. “Those things shouldn’t be happening today, but they are.”

After joining Encinitas4Equality, Ruppert went from organizing protests as a youth leader to spearheading a coalition as student body vice president. Determined to end racial discrimination, she has lobbied the district for anti-racist amendments to the student handbook and a more diverse curriculum. Her goal? “Everyone should feel heard, welcomed, and represented.”

13. The teen who said, “All kids deserve school supplies and nice clothes.”

When Nijel Murray’s new foster brother moved in with a trash bag of ill-fitting clothes, he knew he had to do something. The then 13-year old fashion-loving Las Vegas native came to a realization. “I really felt for him and the other kids who have to go through that,” the now high school senior explained. “I thought I could do something to change things.”

And that’s exactly what he did. With support from his parents, he founded Klothes4Kids, a nonprofit organization that collects and provides foster kids with new clothing and basic necessities. So far, this inspirational teen has worked with local social service agencies to distribute more than 2,000 bags.

14. The teen who said, “Online courses don’t have to be confusing.”

We’ve all seen how the pandemic has impacted teaching and learning. While helping at the local tutoring center, Ankitha Kumar quickly discovered that students were in a panic. They were struggling to understand and keep up with online courses.

The high school senior from Inver Groves Heights, Minnesota, came up with a plan. Along with two friends, she launched ConneXions Tutoring, offering free virtual sessions to kids of all ages. To date, volunteers have worked with more than 300 students in all 50 states and 12 countries.

15. The teen who says, “No more post-surgical infections.”

Iowa City West High School student, Dasia Taylor, was sitting in her AP Human Geography class when she learned something that would change many lives. In developing countries, post-surgical infections can often lead to death. She knew she had to do something—and she did.

Taylor has developed surgical sutures that change color when a wound becomes infected. This early intervention could allow infections to be treated with antibiotics instead of surgery. Her discovery has led her to be named among the top 300 scholars in 2021 for her project in the 80th Regeneron Science Talent Search, a science and math competition for high school seniors.

16. The teen who said, “Let’s help seniors connect.”

We rely on technology to stay in touch more than ever. Unfortunately, the devices and apps we rely on can be confusing for the older generation. When Jordan Mittler gave his grandparents smartphones five years ago, he wasn’t expecting them to have such a hard time using them. This gave him a great idea for something that could benefit many.

The high school student from New York starting visiting a local nursing home to offer tech tutorials to the residents. His operations quickly grew into a 10-week course for seniors at his synagogue. To meet the need during the pandemic, he founded Mittler Senior Technology. Thousands of seniors have now accessed the virtual classes, which include lessons on everything from ordering on Amazon to learning to FaceTime.

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Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

the truth untold by periwinkle520

Summary

“Don’t touch anything!” Sizhui warned them but he was a little too late.
Jingyi already pushed a random button which has the word Wangxian (2) beside it.

«Isn’t it what you wanted. Everyday means everyday.»

Wei Wuxian froze on his spot hearing the familiar line. The cultivators who were blaming Wei Wuxian just a second ago also stopped when they saw the screen show a man in black robes pinned down by the esteemed man in white. Their faces a centimeter apart from each other

Lan Wangji moved slightly to let their lips touch but Wei Wuxian lifted his face to dodge him.
«Call me Gege.»
«. «
«Call me Gege. I’ll let you kiss me if you do.»

«AHH. MAKE THAT STOP!!» Wei Wuxian shrieked in panic.
«I DON’T KNOW HOW. » Lan Jingyi also shrieked equally as loud as Wei Wuxian.
Lan Sizhui (whose parents’ make out session is about to be broadcasted) stepped in to help his friend. He scanned the object for a second and pushed the button placed separately among the others. The screen now shows a big circle on it.

Or,
Another ‘MDZS characters watching MDZS’ fanfic.

A Change in Fate by Vaeryn3947

Summary

Wei WuXian is still struggling to free himself from Gusu. he is having complicated feelings about the entire situation, for his love of Lan Wangji definitely still persists, but he knows that he is not worthy, despite Lan Zhan’s own feelings. His care for the juniors also poses a problem. Yet, not too long after he and Lan Wangji separate when Jiang Cheng finds him and uses that blasted puppy on him, before Jin Ling can even enter the room, they find themselves in an abandoned cave. Wei Ying recognizes the cave instantly, but before much else can be done he rushes over to Lan Wangji, noting that he is there, before he realizes, he was most certainly not the only person in the room.

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Disclosed Regrets by HuaisangsIntellect

Summary

One typical, vanilla morning, the entirety of the cultivation world awaken in a strange room resembling that of the Burial Mounds. Wei Wuxian, as usual, is the prime suspect for their mysterious appearance. Although.

«A-Xian!» «Wei Ying!» «Wei Wuxian!»

What entity transported them into that strange room, and for what purpose? And someone PLEASE explain to Jiang Wanyin why Wen Ruohan is having the time of his life right now.

And most importantly, why are both Wei Wuxian’s past AND thoughts being broadcasted to everyone? And why, for the last time, are all of the supposedly-dead people (including the bad guys) alive again?

(Or: The characters of Mo Dao Zu Shi watch Mo Dao Zu Shi)

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The Path by Seastar98

Summary

Some fates are set in stone. Others are written in sand. No one can know which they have until they try to change them.

Nie Huaisang decides to do something about Wei Wuxian’s exile. Maybe his path is set, but the least he can do is try, right?

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Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

Bookmarked by Karotta8826

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The Characters of MDZS Watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by emma_screams

Summary

What happens when a suspicious letter was sent to all the clans, inviting them to an appointed location to learn about the truth of thirteen years ago and now? Will the Yiling Patriarch finally get the justice he seeks? Will Hanguang-Jun lose some of his regret? Will Jiang Cheng find the peace he desperately needs? And will the other Sect Leaders finally realize what a piece of shit they are get the faceslapping they deserve?

But most importantly, will Wei Wuxian allow a drunk Lan Zhan to be viewed by the public?

Find out in the epic series of the characters watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation!

Bookmarked by Karotta8826

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Los Días de Un Pasado Olvidado by Copodeesperanza

Summary

Tres años después de la muerte de Wei WuXian, el mundo del cultivo decide usar un Espejo de la verdad, para juzgar a Wei WuXian como llevaban haciendo los ultimos años. Aunque la verdad es que algunos de ellos solo estaban ahí para aprender mas acerca del cultivo demoniaco.

Desafortunadamente, ninguno de ellos creyó que Wei WuXian sabía mas de lo que decía o si quiera, recordaba. Secretos demasiado profundos que ninguno de ellos se esperaba salieron a la luz, mucho menos que otras sectas se enteraran

Lamentablemente, no había manera de detener un espejo de la verdad

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Bookmarked by Leecesar2005

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Seeking Solace by DragonHeart (Taer01), Taer01

Summary

Months after the Siege of Burial Mounds against the Yiling Patriarch, the cultivation world gets a rude awakening.

Bookmarked by Leecesar2005

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(Un)Hidden truth by Sarah_R

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After watching his husband; his son; nephew; brother and little radishes dying in front of him one by one because of a source of resentful energy; Wei WuXian dies too as he destroys it.

But instead of darkness; he finds himself back in the past when he had just gotten kicked out of the cloud recess and everything looks so peaceful he can’t stand it. No…no no no he really can’t go through this hell again. Not again. Not after everything was supposed to be over.

Not knowing that Lan WangJi has been thrown back in time as well; he tries; and fails at taking his own life by slitting his throat open in the middle of lotus pier and so; he decides to show everyone the future.
If he’s going to live this hell again; he’s going to change it and if these people are suddenly so determined to keep him alive; then he’s not going to let them die either.

It doesn’t matter if they end up hating him just as much as he hates himself.

(Or; another time travel fix-it which happens to be a watching the show fic as well! With our favorite baby boy and his husband; all their ducklings and their very much alive family and friends from the past.)

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Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

Disclosed Regrets by HuaisangsIntellect

Summary

One typical, vanilla morning, the entirety of the cultivation world awaken in a strange room resembling that of the Burial Mounds. Wei Wuxian, as usual, is the prime suspect for their mysterious appearance. Although.

«A-Xian!» «Wei Ying!» «Wei Wuxian!»

What entity transported them into that strange room, and for what purpose? And someone PLEASE explain to Jiang Wanyin why Wen Ruohan is having the time of his life right now.

And most importantly, why are both Wei Wuxian’s past AND thoughts being broadcasted to everyone? And why, for the last time, are all of the supposedly-dead people (including the bad guys) alive again?

(Or: The characters of Mo Dao Zu Shi watch Mo Dao Zu Shi)

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Parental Truth by ILikeReading101

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Six months after the events at Guanyin Temple, the entire cultivation world falls unconscious, only to be greeted by the presence of eight people, all of who are supposed to be dead.

«I am disgusted by this cultivation world. So, with the help of my maternal figure, we’ve done this to show you the truth,»

Suddenly, the words ‘Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation’ show up on the white screen, the entire cultivation world looking straight towards Wei WuXian, who raised his hands in defense, «She just confessed and you all are still blaming me!!’

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В поисках утраченного

Советская тоталитарная демократия как она есть

В конце шестидесятых Великобритания переживала блюзовый бум. Группы появлялись и исчезали, одержимые блюзом музыканты отказывались от образования, нормальной личной жизни, стабильного заработка, стремясь реализовать себя в музыке. Многим не повезло, многие сломались, не пожелав отказаться от мирских благ ради призрачного и зыбкого успеха, кому-то не хватило таланта и целеустремленности… Но некоторым всё же удалось вырваться наверх. Одним из таких счастливчиков стал основатель и бессменный лидер группы «Ten Years After» Элвин Ли.

История этого коллектива началась в 1960 году, когда в ноттингемской команде «Atomites» судьба свела гитариста Элвина Ли (род. 19 декабря 1944) и басиста Лео Лайонса (род. 30 ноября 1943). Впоследствии они также работали вместе под вывесками «The Jaymen» и «The Jaybirds», но ни один из этих проектов не добился успеха, хотя музыканты несколько раз пытались покорить Лондон и, следуя тогдашней моде, ездили на заработки в Гамбург. В 1965-ом в группе появился барабанщик Рик Ли (род. 20 октября 1945), а на следующий год во время очередного набега на британскую столицу к «Jaybirds» присоединился клавишник Чик Черчилль (род. 2 января 1949). Вскоре коллективу удалось обзавестись нормальным менеджментом, но при этом название изменилось на «Ten Years After».

К тому времени команда частенько выступала в легендарном клубе «Marquee» и благодаря успешным концертам получила приглашение на «Windsor Jazz Festival». Участие в этом фестивале привело в свою очередь к контракту с «Deram», и в октябре 1967-го вышел дебютный альбом. Дома встретили работу с прохладцей, но зато в начале 1968-го «Ten Years After» провели успешный тур по Скандинавии. В мае того же года в лондонском клубе «Klook’s Kleek» был записан концертник «Undead», запечатлевший живую мощь квартета.

Летом промоутер Билл Грэхем обеспечил музыкантам визит в Америку, и с этого момента дела группы пошли в гору. Калифорнийская публика встретила британцев очень тепло, а когда те выступали в «Fillmore West», им уступили место хедлайнеров сами «Canned Heat». С тех пор «Ten Years After» практически не вылезали из Штатов и за свою карьеру провели 28 туров на их территории. В июле 1969-го квартет выступил на «Newport Jazz Festival», а в августе «Ten Years After» достигли пика успеха, появившись на легендарном Вудстоке. Зажигательная смесь джаза, блюза и рока сразила публику наповал, но больше всего народу запомнилось пылкое исполнением Элвином Ли композиции «I’m Going Home». За два года группа выпустила четыре добротных альбома, а в 1970-м наконец-то получила признание у себя на родине.

Композиция «Love Like A Man» стала её первым британским хит-синглом, а за выходом «Cricklewood Green» последовало аншлаговое национальное турне. Пластинкой «Watt» завершилось сотрудничество с «Deram», и «Ten Years After» перебрались под крышу «Capitol Records». Смена лейбла повлекла за собой смену музыкального направления, и на диске «A Space In Time» в отличие предыдущих гитарно-ориентированных релизов царила более мягкая атмосфера.

Альбом породил самый коммерчески успешный сингл «I’d Love To Change The World», но дальнейшие заигрывания с мэйнстримом не принесли ожидаемых результатов. После выхода концертника «Recorded Live» коллектив приостановил деятельность, поскольку Элвин и Чик занялись побочными проектами.

Среди фанатов стали циркулировать слухи о распаде «Ten Years After», однако перед тем как они оправдались, группа ещё разок собралась в студии, чтобы записать прощальный диск «Positive Vibrations». Первый реюнион оригинального состава прошел в конце 80-х, когда команда провела ряд концертов и сотворила альбом «About Time». Работа эта мало кого впечатлила, и Элвин Ли вновь занялся сольной карьерой.

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Chapter 13: Spoiler: It Gets Worse

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Beta read by the lovely tinitin!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

The Ghost General, Hanguang-jun, and the Yiling Patriarch all stood, frozen in shock.

“What did he just say?” Wei Wuxian repeated, desperately hoping that one of the other two would reveal he had merely misheard. In Lan Wangji’s unusually expressive eyes, Wei Wuxian could see his own fear reflected back at him.

“I…” Wen Ning’s unblinking gaze seemed to flutter in disbelief. “I think he said… ‘Sect Leader Wen.’”

After a moment, Lan Wangji nodded, “The younger version of you said that ‘Sect Leader Wen’ is inside the simulation… getting information on the Sunshot Campaign.”

Holding one hand up in a stopping motion, Wei Wuxian took a few deep breaths as he tried to process that. Then, he spun on his heel, and left the room without another word.

“Eh? Wei-gongzi?” Wen Ning asked as both he and Lan Wangji hurried to follow behind him. “Wei-gongzi, where are we going? Are you… are you going to see Zewu-jun?”

“I wish,” Wei Wuxian huffed, speeding towards the library where he knew four mischievous radishes were working on the punishment he had given them (his punishment — what was the world coming to?). Rounding a corner, he stepped inside the library and laid eyes on his prey.

The first to notice them was Lan Jingyi. In addition to the fanboy-ish adoration he felt every time he laid eyes on Hanguang-jun, he felt a strange sense of deja vu. Right now, Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, and Wen Ning were approaching.

Hadn’t this happened just a few days ago, but with Sect Leader Jiang instead of The Ghost General?

“This doesn’t bode well,” he whispered to Sizhui, getting a reproachful flick in response.

Although their Senior Wei smiled slightly at the interaction, his lips were pursed together nervously.

“So,” he began abruptly, making Zizhen jump. “Maybe you could go over who, exactly, you sent our information to. You said you had the Píngxíng Gateway transmit everything back to ‘a young Hanguang-jun, a young Zewu-jun, a young Sect Leader Nie, a young Sect Leader Jiang, etcetera,’ right?”

Lan Sizhui nodded, “That’s exactly what we said.”

“What you said to me,” Wei Wuxian confirmed. “What intentions did you use to instruct the Píngxíng Gateway?”

Several long seconds of silence passed as the boys all looked at each other, waiting for one of the others to respond. Wei Wuxian impatiently tapped his fingernail against the table, making the boys even more nervous.

Sighing once, Lan Wangji ordered, “Sizhui, explain.”

“U-uh, well, I guess our original plan was to send it to you three, Jin Ling’s parents, Sect Leader Jiang’s parents, Sect Leader Jiang, Zewu-jun, Lan Qiren-xiansheng, Sect Leader Nie, and the former Sect Leader Nie. I suppose we just focused the Píngxíng Gateway on who people in that time considered the main branches of the Great Clans.”

“I see… and did it occur to you that, at the time you sent it to, there were five Great Sects?”

The quartet blinked in confusion for a moment.

Then went as pale as ghosts.

“Um, but,” Jin Ling shook his head. “Wait, you mean the Wen Sect, right? I… we-of course we wouldn’t send it to them. We’re not stupid!”

Lan Wangji looked like he wanted to contest that.

“I… we didn’t,” Lan Jingyi declared.

“. Right?” Zizhen asked, uncertain.

Jingyi and Jin Ling both glared at him, but his eyes were focused on the pensive Wei Wuxian.

After a pause, Wei Wuxian decided, “I’m not entirely sure. We have some evidence that indicates you might have, but I’m still not sure how much to trust it.”

Wen Ning frowned, “But Wei-gongzi-”

“I’ve messed up plenty already,” Wei Wuxian interrupted, shaking his head at Wen Ning. “I shouldn’t have let this be used to begin with. The least I can do is complete a thorough investigation before doing anything else.”

“How are you going to do that?” Lan Wangji asked, frowning at the thought of his soulmate adding more work to his already packed schedule. Wei Wuxian just shrugged.

“The end goal with this device was to create simple communication between dimensions. Being able to check in on the people stuck inside the memory-packages was part of it. I’ve got most of that feature done already. It won’t be all that much extra work to speed up the completion time.”

Both Wen Ning and Lan Wangji looked absurdly sceptical.

“. I think,” Wei Wuxian added.

The scepticism turned into annoyed glares. In response, Wei Wuxian just gave a casual shrug, regaining his usual smile and standing up.

“So, I feel a sudden need to ask if you actually know what information you sent over. You said you explained the Sunshot Campaign to them? In how much detail? Who did you focus on?”

“. Zizhen, answer,” Hanguang-jun instructed.

“Uh, well, I mean… we understand what we sent over… theoretically?”

“What does that mean?”

“W-well we used inquiry to talk to the spirits putting the memory-package together, and they wanted us to narrate some things. So we… know it covers the Xuanwu cave? And Jin Guangyao, and-”

“So you just narrated over lessons?”

“We narrated over their memories of the events!” Lan Jingyi declared. “Either there would be a spirit who had been there, or, like in the Cloud Recesses, there was a trace of spiritual energy we could get an impression off. The spirits wanted to include one or two scenes which took place in the Jingshi, for example. No spirits or other people were there, but there was a spiritual imprint we could use.”

“And who taught you how to do that?” Wei Wuxian asked. Even he had only realized the existence of spiritual imprints a few months ago. Who on earth could have taught the juniors about it?

The boys paused and looked at each other.

“. Senior Wei, you taught us,” Sizhui explained. “You were… pretty tired that time too. You and Hanguang-jun had just finished planning the seating arrangement for your wedding, and you were a little drained so you… might have rambled a bit about what you were working on.”

“I… did?” Wei Wuxian asked, staring blankly. Everyone else sighed, despairing at Wei Wuxian’s selective memory.

Standing up, Jin Ling nodded and declared, “W-well, your own carelessness was the cause, so I don’t think you can blame us all that much for what happened!”

A squeak resounded as Wei Wuxian pinched Jin Ling’s ear.

The other three attempted a tactical retreat. However, a moment later, Wei Wuxian had gotten hold of Zizhen’s ear as well, and Lan Wangji and Wen Ning were keeping Jingyi and Sizhui still, respectively.

“Ow! What’s this for!”

“A reminder that you couldn’t have messed up more!”

With one final tug, Wei Wuxian finally let go.

Jin Ling scampered away, only to be caught by Wen Ning when he tried to escape.

Lan Jingyi whimpered, “Are we going to get a more serious punishment now?”

The three adults made eye contact. Due to their personal experiences — Lan Wangji with the discipline whip, Wen Ning at the Jin’s camp, and Wei Wuxian with Madam Yu — none of them enjoyed assigning corporal punishments. Besides, in a case like this, where the children couldn’t see the consequences of their actions, it wouldn’t change much.

Regardless of how many whips they were given, the juniors wouldn’t register how dangerous their actions were.

“No,” Wei Wuxian decided. “Instead, you’re going to help me figure out whether the Wens are actually there. By doing that, maybe you’ll start to understand why I don’t want you to mess with my inventions.”

“Oh,” Zizhen blinked. “That actually sounds kinda fun-”

“And an additional twenty five copies to what you’ve already been assigned,” Lan Wangji added.

“Senior Wei, have mercy!” Lan Jingyi cried out, hoping an appeal to their punisher’s husband would result in a lighter sentence. “Weren’t you constantly punished by Hanguang-jun back when you were a student here? How can you be so cruel? My hand is starting to fall off!”

Pitying his friends, Sizhui spoke up, “Technically, there’s no rule against sending information to the past and starting a parallel universe. I… that’s because your invention is new, but if it’s not on the wall of rules, I don’t think we’ve technically broken any.”

“Do not act impulsively,” Lan Wangji recited. “Be careful with your words. Be of one mind. Be strict with yourself. Do not cause damage. Steer away from bad men. Do not be over-the-top. Speak meagerly, for too many words only bring harm. Do not-”

“Lan Zhan, I think they get it,” Wei Wuxian laughed.

“Senior Wei breaks some of those every day!” Jin Ling protested.

When Lan Wangji didn’t even blink, Jin Ling quickly backed down.

Sizhui turned hopeful eyes on his uncle, but Wen Ning simply shook his head, and Sizhui resigned himself to his fate. He hadn’t minded too much, but the others were devastated.

Ignoring the way the other three turned boneless and tried sinking into the floor, Sizhui picked up his brush, and returned to his lines.

In the dim light of a cloudy day, a gust of wind swept through a grassy clearing.

“When the daylight began to arrive, Sect Leader Jiang-”

“Call him ‘Jiang Wanyin,’” Sizhui reminded, cutting Jingyi off. “He’s not Sect Leader yet.”

“But isn’t this after the Lotus Pier Massacre?”

The Jiangs flinched at the casual description.

“I’m not,” Jiang Cheng mumbled, exhausted after his earlier crying. “Not sect leader.”

All his life, he had trained to be a great Sect Leader.

Now, his chance was here, and there was nothing he wanted less.

Sizhui and Jingyi hadn’t seemed to come to an agreement, so Jin Ling shouted, “Whatever! When daylight began to arrive, my jiujiu had become numb!”

“Whatever that means,” Jingyi mumbled, then cleared his throat. “Throughout the night, he had managed to sleep a couple of times. This was partly due to passing out after exhausting himself… crying?”

“. My Jiujiu doesn’t cry.”

“Don’t look at me! That’s what the spirits told us to say!”

When Wei Wuxian had called at the end of the last segment, there had been a divide in understanding. Wei Wuxian didn’t have any idea what Madam Yu, Sect Leader Jiang, and even Jiang Cheng were willing to do to him, so having a conversation was more than a little awkward.

With these children it went even further. At least Wei Wuxian understood war, violence, and sacrifice. These kids seemed unbelievably sheltered.

‘But that’s what we’re fighting for, isn’t it?’ Xichen wondered.

Once again, Sizhui continued as his friends began to bicker, “The second reason was that he had a faint hope that everything had just been a nightmare. He hoped he would be able to wake up after resting for a while and find himself in his room in Lotus Pier. His father would be wiping his sword in the main hall. His mother would be angry again and complaining, scolding Wei Wuxian for winking in a funny way. His sister would be in the kitchen, thinking about what she could make today. His shidi would be refusing to do their morning lessons properly and jumping around.”

“They’ll never jump around again,” Jin Zixuan whispered, then winced when his words made Jiang Yanli flinch. He wanted to apologize, but he had a feeling that would just make everything worse. After all, they both knew what he’d said was true.

How could everything the Jiangs had be lost in a single night?

“Instead, Jiang Wanyin woke up in a bush full of weeds with his head almost bursting apart. He was still curled up on the barren hill.”

Madam Yu breathed out sharply through her nose in frustration.

“The first to move was Wei Wuxian.”

“Of course it was,” Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but bitterly whisper. Although the words did make Jiang Yanli smile slightly, she was also worried; if their narrators felt they needed to specify this, then what was the simulation’s Jiang Cheng doing?

Hands on his legs, the simulated Wei Wuxian managed to push himself up and suggested, “Let’s go.”

There was no response. In fact, Jiang Cheng hadn’t moved at all, simply lying there and observing the heavy clouds floating above. Wei Wuxian frowned.

“Let’s go,” he repeated, pulling at his shidi.

While Jiang Cheng flushed at his other-self’s behavior, no one could blame him. After what they had just seen, hopelessness wasn’t a surprise. In fact, the strange reaction was probably Wei Wuxian’s. Considering how much closer he seemed to all the JIang shidi, Wei Wuxian had arguably lost more. And yet here he was, working on finding a solution and keeping everyone alive — exactly what the Jiangs ordered him to do.

They had created a perfect guard dog, hadn’t they?

“. Go where?” Jiang Cheng finally asked. His throat was dry and cracking.

“Just do as Wei Wuxian says,” Jiang Cheng begged his other-self, sighing slightly.

“We’ll go to the MeishanYu Sect. To find Shijie.”

“Should have just done that from the beginning!” Madam Yu hissed.

After a few moments of thought, Jiang Cheng got up on his own. The pair began walking to Meishan.

“Go Jiang-xiong. Go Wei-xiong,” Huaisang cheered. “Go Jiang-xiong. Go Wei-xiong. Go Jiang-xiong. Go-”

“Huaisang, stop,” Nie Mingjue sighed. His brother’s attempt to encourage and lift the dreary atmosphere was appreciated, but not especially desired right at that time.

In a town some distance from Yunmeng, the civilians talked.

“The Jiang Sect of Yunmeng? Isn’t it the largest sect in Jingchu?”

“Yes,” another person admitted, also looking at a set of posters. “But it can’t fight against the sun. Check the notice.”

Wei Wuxian passed behind them, wearing a straw hat which covered most of his face. He glanced over at the posters, then gasped.

“The late Jiang Clan of Yunmeng,” someone read.

Madam Yu growled. The head disciple and heir of the Jiang sect should not need to walk through their own territory like fugitives for crimes they didn’t commit.

And yet, the wall was lined with three accurately-drawn posters of Jiang Yanli, Jiang Cheng, and Wei Wuxian.

Madam Jin scoffed at the Wens, disgusted by their actions.

“In the past, they enjoyed playing around here. But now…”

“Things change. Life is unpredictable.”

Wei Wuxian tilted his hat down, then continued to walk.

Very true; even aside from all this (which they arguably should have seen coming), who could have predicted demonic cultivation? It seemed that in desperate situations, Wei Wuxian would truly attempt the impossible.

Still, Lan Qiren couldn’t excuse it. Wei Wuxian was heroic and righteous and talented and good, but, even given the dire circumstances, Lan Qiren couldn’t accept demonic cultivation. If Wei Wuxian was capable of fighting back with his spiritual cultivation, then him falling to demonic cultivation was inexcusable.

Though Lan Qiren could at least understand why the boy thought it was a good idea.

As he continued to travel through town, the people from earlier continued talking.

“I heard the trouble was caused by the senior disciple of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan.”

Wei Wuxian paused again.

“Oh, don’t you dare blame him!” Jin Zixuan shouted.

“They should not speak while they don’t understand,” Lan Wangji frowned.

“What Clan do you think will be targeted next?”

When Wei Wuxian looked up again, he flinched back. Two Wen soldiers were patrolling the town in search of them.

Jiang Yanli felt her heart jump at the sight.

“So we’ll just let the Qishan Wen Clan do whatever they want?”

“Even the Yunmeng Jiang sect was destroyed. Large clans have kept silent out of fear. What can insignificant people like us do about it? We just need to worry about taking care of ourselves,” the man concluded.

Nie Mingjue cursed.

“But isn’t that the mindset that caused all of this to begin with?” Nie Huaisang sighed.

“Yes,” Wen Ruohan agreed with a smirk. “You never seem to learn from your mistakes.”

People on all sides glared at him, but the Chief Cultivator remained unphased.

Once the Wen soldiers were out of sight again, Wei Wuxian lifted his head enough to see and continued on his way. He ventured to a lower-class part of town, far from the market.

Behind overgrown, cracked walls, Jiang Cheng was gazing blankly at Zidian, twisting it on his finger. It was a habit his mother and his adult-self had whenever they were enraged.

To the current Jiang Cheng, it was the only remnant he had of his parents.

Jiang Fengmian moved closer, wishing he could provide comfort to the simulated version of his son. It was pointless, but Jiang Cheng appreciated the attempt.

Wei Wuxian kneeled down before Jiang Cheng.

“How are you?” he asked. “Still dizzy?”

After walking for a while, they had both started becoming faint from the lack of food. Seeing how tired and unwilling to move Jiang Cheng had been, Wei Wuxian had hidden him and moved out on his own.

Jiang Cheng still didn’t respond.

Flushing again, Jiang Cheng wished he could make his other-self stop being such a burden to Wei Wuxian. He understood why — of course he did, it was him — but he couldn’t help feeling frustrated.

Of course they weren’t told to protect each other. He couldn’t even protect himself!

“I’ve done some research,” Wei Wuxian explained. “It’ll take a few days to get to Meishan. We just need to watch out for Wen scouts along the way. Soon, we’ll meet up with Shijie!”

Jiang Cheng remained unresponsive.

“W-we will…” he tried, then set a hand on Jiang Cheng’s shoulder and continued. “We’ll go back to Lotus Cove one day, but not now, okay? Uncle Jiang and Yu-furen did everything they could to save your life. If you go back there, their efforts would be in vain.”

Jiang Cheng still didn’t respond.

Finally, Wei Wuxian stood up and ordered, “Sit here. I have some money in my pockets; I’ll go get you some food.”

He then paused, uncertain about leaving JIang Cheng alone.

“. Sorry,” Jiang Cheng whispered, watching his brother leave. Wei Wuxian was only five days older — October 31st to November 5th — so they almost felt like twins. In fact, Jiang Cheng often felt like he was the older one when Wei Wuxian pulled off some of his more insane schemes.

Looking at them now, Wei Wuxian truly seemed to be his older brother.

Jiang Cheng quickly sucked in a deep breath, refusing to let any more tears fall.

“. Stay still,” Wei Wuxian continued after a moment. “Don’t do anything rash.”

The level of care Wei Wuxian was giving Jiang Cheng left him flushed in both embarrassment and a splash of affection. Even in the worst circumstances possible, Wei Wuxian was prioritizing him. As long as he could remember, he had always been jealous of how everyone loved Wei Wuxian more than they loved him.

Now, he was wondering if it was actually the other way around.

After hesitating for a few more seconds, Wei Wuxian forced himself to leave. However, rather than following him, the simulation remained situated on the sitting form of Jiang Cheng. He glanced up, watching Wei Wuxian’s retreating figure with dead eyes.

Above, rain began to pour.

Both Madam Yu and Jiang Fengmian moved closer to the simulated figure of their broken son, concern radiating off them. The only source of hope they had was the glimpse at the future — clearly, Jiang Cheng would recover from this. No matter how bad it seemed, Jiang Cheng would survive.

(And Wei Wuxian wouldn’t.)

Under Jiang Cheng’s solemn gaze, Wei Wuxian pulled his hat low and went to buy him several buns. He spoke softly to the vendor, trying to attract as little attention as possible. Accordingly, none of the civilians around him seemed to notice anything odd, despite all having seen Wei Wuxian before. It was going well.

Then, Jiang Cheng turned, and his gaze focused on a group of Wens.

Lan Wangji immediately stood up, heart pounding. Nearly everyone else sucked in gasps of horror, but Jiang Cheng didn’t notice any of them. Instead, all he could see were the white figures slowly approaching the still-oblivious Wei Wuxian.

Why? Why wasn’t Wei Wuxian moving? Had he not seen them? Why was he there at all?

(To buy Jiang Cheng food.)

And he wasn’t noticing why wasn’t he noticing why wasn’t he moving — Wei Wuxian, run!.

But the simulated Wei Wuxian continued to buy Jiang Cheng’s food, not noticing the threat approaching him. Another step, and the Wens were closer. Another step, and they continued to approach.

It would be fine, wouldn’t it? Jiang Cheng knew Wei Wuxian’s talent better than anyone. A handful of ordinary Wen disciples were no match for Yunmeng’s head disciple.

(But his mom had whipped Wei Wuxian, and there was no telling what would happen now.)

Another step, and they got closer.

Even with the injuries from Madam Yu, Wei Wuxian had managed to use a borrowed sword to tear through the Wen disciples during the invasion just the day before.

(But then he had choked Wei Wuxian, punching him and slamming his injured back to the ground.)

“Do something!” Jiang Cheng shouted at his other-self, stress boiling over. “Don’t just sit there! You see them, do-”

“A-Cheng!” Madam Yu screamed back. “Why are you asking to put yourself at risk-”

But then, as if reading the real Jiang Cheng’s thoughts, the formerly immobile Jiang Cheng forced himself to stand up. His eyes were glued onto the approaching Wens.

Still far enough away that Wei Wuxian hadn’t noticed them, but close enough to possibly see him first.

“No, no,” Jiang Fengmian whispered. “A-Cheng, don’t-”

Jiang Fengmian didn’t know what he was trying to say. Don’t put yourself at risk? Don’t do anything stupid? Don’t run out to tell Wei Wuxian they’re coming, they’ll notice you if you do?

Whatever it was, Jiang Cheng’s actual decision was so, so much worse.

With shaky legs and hate-filled eyes, Jiang Cheng ran out and passed the Wen disciples. Wei Wuxian didn’t notice him leave the alley.

“A-Cheng!” Madam Yu shouted.

“That’s a Yunmeng uniform!” one of them declared.

A second later, the entire squadron was chasing after.

Lan Wangji turned, staring at Jiang Cheng with a shocked expression.

The Jiang parents looked faint.

As the heir of Yunmeng, Jiang Cheng’s cultivation was higher than theirs was. Unfortunately, he was still fatigued and dizzy from lack of food and grief. Corners were especially hard for his food-deprived mind, so every time he slipped around one, the Wens began to close in. The distance between them got shorter, and shorter, and shorter, and shorter, and then he stumbled and-

They were getting another break.

Heavy breaths shook the room as the Jiangs tried to calm down from the adrenaline rush they had just experienced. It was fine, they reminded themselves; they had seen the future. They knew Jiang Cheng would come out of everything this showed strong and healthy and rich and powerful.

But he had just-

“Are you trying to die?!” Madam Yu asked again.

“A-Niang, I-I know that was-”

“Stupid? Yes, it was! I don’t know what Wei Wuxian was thinking in leaving you alone!”

“I-” Jiang Cheng flushed, “A-Niang, I-I don’t need a caretaker.”

“If this is what you do the minute you’re left alone, then clearly you do,” Madam Yu growled, terror at her son’s fate overcoming the gratitude she had begun to feel for Wei Wuxian. “This is all because you came back to look for our bodies instead of just going to Meishan like you were supposed to. How could Wei Wuxian let this — that irresponsible, arrogant, brat-”

“Yu-furen,” Lan Xichen spoke up. “I’m sure your son managed to escape them. He was clearly fine in the future, so surely the Wens weren’t able to capture him.”

“And that makes Wei Wuxian’s uselessness acceptable?”

“San-niang,” Jiang Fengmian spoke sternly. “Yes, I don’t think A-Xian made the right decision, but he and A-Cheng, both needed food.”

“A-Cheng just lost everything, he shouldn’t have been left alone!”

Wen Chao cackled, “Oh, so Wei Wuxian can sacrifice himself for Jiang Cheng as many times as possible, but Jiang Cheng-”

“A-Cheng could have died!” Madam Yu screamed. “Wei Wuxian was supposed to prevent this!”

“Wei Wuxian is five days older than me!” Jiang Cheng snapped, not backing off even when Madam Yu glared. “Why did you ask him to protect me?”

“He’s a servant; it’s his job to protect his master.”

“But he’s also our brother,” Jiang Yanli protested.

Scoffing, Nie Mingjue shook his head and said, “He has to be one or the other — he can’t be both.”

Those words made Wen Ruohan chuckle, “It’s the lie every favored servant is told, isn’t it? ‘You’re like a member of the family.’ At least I actually adopted Wen Zhuliu into the clan.”

“That isn’t what happened,” Jiang Fengmian objected.

“Can you really say that after watching Jiang Wanyin risk his life to protect Wei Wuxian?” Lan Qiren asked.

“The boy already wanted to die,” Jin Guangshan responded. “The second he saw an opportunity to risk his life without calling it suicide, he took it.”

The Jiangs tensed at the accusation.

“That… wasn’t what I was doing,” Jiang Cheng protested.

“I believe you, A-Cheng,” Jiang Fengmian said softly. “Just… remember: even if Lotus Pier is gone, your life is still far more important than that. Nothing is worth more than that.”

“I know,” Jiang Cheng responded. “And the other-me knows that too. He’s just — I’m just… not thinking clearly. I still have my core, we know I’ll recover. And Yunmeng will recover.”

“No thanks to Wei Wuxian.”

“Don’t shout at me, Fengmian! I wasn’t the only one; you also told Wei Wuxian to protect A-Cheng! How can you pretend that we’re different?”

Jiang Fengmian paused, silenced by those words. No matter how he allowed Wei Wuxian to eat with them at the table, or how he allowed him to go to the Cloud Recesses, both he and Wei Wuxian had always known Jiang Fengmian would value his real family first.

That had always been something he had tried to convince the rest of his family of. Now, it was an accusation against him.

Between her parents, Jiang Yanli clenched her fists. Over the course of the simulation, many things had changed. Her father had explained himself; her parents were starting to get along; her mother seemed like she was finally beginning to accept Wei Wuxian as a person, even if not a member of the family.

And yet, it seemed like this one scene had undone all of that.

“Do you disagree?” Madam Yu continued, glaring holes into Jiang Fengmian.

Instead of the now conflicted Jiang Fengmian, it had been Jiang Yanli who responded.

Jiang Yanli stepped back slightly in nervousness, but Jin Zixuan made eye contact her. He nodded once in agreement, then forced himself to smile reassuringly.

Revitalized, Jiang Yanli looked back at her mother and explained “We know A-Cheng doesn’t suffer any life-changing injuries from this. With or without that knowledge, I don’t think A-Xian necessarily made a terrible choice.”

Madam Yu didn’t even try to hold in her scoff. She had slowly been growing more and more fond of Wei Wuxian, but now the boy’s carelessness meant her son was being hunted down.

Meanwhile, Jin Zixuan, Nie Huaisang, and Lan Wangji glared at her, watching Jiang Cheng out of the corners of their eyes. If Jiang Cheng disagreed with his mother, they would let him speak; if he didn’t, they would respond instead.

“I…” Jiang Yanli sucked in a deep breath, then continued. “If you’re going to blame anyone for this, blame the Wens! It’s not A-Xian’s fault!”

Wen Ruohan just titled his head in acceptance, an amused smile on his face.

The sight infuriated Madam Yu, but she refused to back down and continued, “He still shouldn’t have left. He’s always like this; running around chasing after girls and buying alcohol-”

But he was getting me food!” Jiang Cheng shouted, clenching his fists and looking directly into his mother’s eyes. “He wasn’t doing any of those things. He was looking after me when I collapsed and couldn’t do anything. You and A-Die were… you were… gone and he still came and prioritized me and protected me and there isn’t even a Pier for him to be loyal to he was just… he was just doing that… it was because….”

‘Because he loves us.’

Jiang Cheng couldn’t bring himself to say it. Only the most loyal servants would continue serving dutifully after everything was destroyed and wrongly blamed on them, but Wei Wuxian was far more than a servant.

He was a brother.

(Could Jiang Cheng really say that after the last segment?)

However, this time, the other heirs didn’t hesitate to help.

“It seems like you two really care for each other,” Nie Huaisang pointed out with a cheery grin.

(Wen Ruohan glanced over, watching Nie Huaisang with a cold smile.)

Reassured by Nie Huaisang’s observation, Jiang Yanli looked at her mother and nodded once.

“I… I think of A-Xian as my brother, and A-Cheng does too.”

Madam Yu flinched.

Subconsciously, everyone had braced themselves for the ensuing explosion. It was one thing for Madam Yu to admit that Wei Wuxian wasn’t the scum of the earth, it was another for her to hear this.

However, instead of falling into an unstoppable rage, Madam Yu closed her eyes and breathed out a soft, reluctant “. I know.”

She might not owe it to Wei Wuxian to be a mother, but that didn’t mean she had to separate her kids from him either. After everything she had seen, how could she?

Behind her, Jiang Fengmian was struck silent. His whole life, he had been the one working to get the rest of his family to accept Wei Wuxian. After continuously proving unsuccessful with Madam Yu, he had changed his behavior to just lessening the struggle Wei Wuxian went through.

But now, faced with his children’s declarations, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had done something wrong. He wanted to protect his children — of course he did, but-

Could he have done more for Wei Wuxian?

(Watching them, Madam Jin looked down. She had spent years driving off all the mistresses and bastard children her husband had. It was different — Wei Wuxian wasn’t Jiang Fengmian’s — but some whispering voice in the back of Madam Jin’s brain wondered if she should have been different too.)

(Her husband was inexcusable.)

(But could she blame the kids for that?)

Unaware of the conflicting thoughts running through the adults, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and declared, “Wei Wuxian is my best friend. I shouldn’t have tried to choke him — I-I know that. But if anyone tries to take him away I’ll-I’ll break their legs! Right now, we have proof that Wei Wuxian and I really… we care about each other.”

Nie Mingjue, Lan Xichen, and Lan Qiren all fell silent at that, thinking it over.

On the other hand, Jin Guangshan smirked.

“How long will that last, though?”

‘Break his legs?’ Jiang Cheng asked. ‘Haven’t I told you? When dealing with those without honor, just kill them and feed them to your dog.’

“That…” Jiang Cheng cut off. “I-I’m sure that was just a misunderstanding. I-my other-self didn’t really mean — he couldn’t have and-”

“I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding,” Jiang Yanli agreed, clenching her fists. “A-Cheng and A-Xian would never hurt each other. A-Xian, he… If something changed him enough to make him do that, then A-Cheng is probably just worried someone else will do demonic cultivation and be corrupted just as much.”

“So he kills all demonic cultivators, even after they risk themselves to save Jin Ling?” Jin Guangshan asked.

“I… I. most of the things I say aren’t literal,” Jiang Cheng defended. “I… probably meant something else.”

“Yeah… probably,” Jiang Yanli agreed, nodding unsurely.

Right now, it was undeniable that Jiang Cheng had loved Wei Wuxian. Whether that remained true or not would be the deciding factor.

Several minutes later, the simulation began again.

Thunder rumbled, and more rain began to fall. It splashed heavily into the rushing streams of the Gusu mountains, and flowed elegantly as shimmering waterfalls off the cliffs.

Within the Cloud Recesses’ Ancestral Shrine, a single candle was tended to by a graceful hand.

“Wangji,” a Lan elder spoke, causing the boy to look away from the candle and make eye contact.

“Great Uncle,” Wangji saluted, bowing respectfully.

Lan Qiren prayed that whatever news was being brought would be good.

(Most of the people present were nearly collapsing under the collective dread.)

The man spoke calmly, “I heard that you’ve sent disciples to Yunmeng and Meishan to look for Sect Leader Jiangs’ daughter, son, and head disciple.”

“I have,” Wangji confirmed.

“You…” Jiang Cheng trailed off, looking at the seemingly impassive Lan Wangji in surprise.

“Aw, Wangji-xiong, you do care!” Nie Huaisang sang out in an attempt to dispel the awkwardness.

“Thank you,” Jiang Yanli whispered, bowing in gratitude.

“Wangji,” the elder’s tone switched to stern chastisement. “This time the Qishan Wen Clan used a heavy hand and destroyed the Yunmeng Jiang Clan in a single night. They even mobilized to hunt down and kill those three survivors. Do you know why?”

“I do,” Wangji nodded once.

“Then why do you have to risk getting yourself into trouble by helping the Jiang Clan?”

‘I don’t care if Lan Wangji or Jin Zixuan dies! Just let them die! What’s their deaths got to do with us? With our sect? Why did this have to happen?’ the simulated Jiang Cheng shouted, choking Wei Wuxian.

“The Qishan Wen Clan is doing everything they can to deter us from such an action, trying to prove that it’s the unchallenged leader of all clans. Those who obey will live; those who oppose will die.”

Once again, Lan Xichen couldn’t help but remember the way Wei Wuxian had seen the war as inevitable as far back as the abyss. If this was the way the Lan Clan continued to act, then how could they call themselves ‘righteous?’

“Now, all clans know better than to confront them,” the elder reminded. “Our Lan Clan has been severely damaged. It would be smarter to bide our time and focus on building up strength.”

“Great Uncle,” Lan Wangji responded. “The clans are closely related. The others will be in danger if one of them falls. At times like this, we should contend with the Wen Clan together.”

Jiang Cheng looked away from Lan Wangji, unable to make eye contact. Despite that, some part of him couldn’t help laughing snidely.

‘Look at that,’ his mind sang. ‘He and Wei Wuxian are perfect for each other! No wonder everyone keeps talking about taking Wei Wuxian away.’

“To contend with?” the elder repeated. “The Qishan Wen Clan is so powerful and strong-”

Wen Chao preened.

“-How can you speak as if getting rid of them will be easy?” he turned, facing away. “Whoever takes the lead, will become Wen Ruohan’s next target.”

Hadn’t Jiang Cheng said nearly the same thing to Wei Wuxian after the abyss?

Lan Wangji couldn’t help a slight flutter of happiness inside him at the parallel.

Sighing, the elder continued, “The Cloud Recesses is the legacy that our ancestors have built over centuries. We shall not ruin it.”

After thinking it over for a moment, Lan Wangji looked up to make eye contact with the elder and spoke confidently: “When a nest falls, all the eggs break. Someone must take the lead.”

“Xiongzhang?” Wangji asked quietly, noticing his brother’s approach. Lan Xichen stared at his little brother, clenching his fists. His other-self was still missing; Wangji must be worried out of his mind and scared and alone-

But. He hadn’t changed. He remained unquestionably righteous.

“Wangji,” Xichen whispered. “I am so, so proud of you.”

Jiang Cheng looked away.

The elder sighed again, “Just listen to yourself. Why are you so stubborn.”

However, at the same time, someone was approaching the pair.

When the elder noticed him, he relaxed, “Ah, Qiren. Your timing is perfect. Come, talk some sense into Wangji.”

Somewhat worried, Lan Wangji swallowed. He wouldn’t change his mind regardless, but if his uncle disapproved he was sure there would be tension between them.

Jiang Fengmian stared intently, wondering what his ally would say.

“Shufu,” Lan Qiren greeted, saluting as well. “I think what Wangji said was completely right.”

The relief that instantly poured into Wangji left him breathless.

“When the nest falls, all the eggs will break,” Lan Qiren recited, copying Lan Wangji. “Facing such an obstacle, all clans should join together to pull through this. Tomorrow, I’ll travel to Qinghe.”

Even after Jiang Cheng had held Wei Wuxian back in the Xuanwu cave to stop him from interfering, Lan Wangji was willing to do this.

What was he supposed to say now?

“. Unbelievable,” the elder grumbled, walking off, ignoring the respectful bow Wangji sent after him.

Not looking back at his nephew, Lan Qiren explained, “Your great uncle is just worried about the safety of the clan.”

Nie Huaisang cackled, “That’s the Second Jade for you! Always so perfectly polite even to dirty, old-”

“Silence,” Wangji ordered, but, shortly after, Lan Xichen began to laugh at the expression on his brother’s face.

(He looked completely indifferent to everyone else, but they decided to take that as a good sign.)

“Do you have any news about Xichen?” Lan Qiren asked.

The real version tensed nervously.

(The future Wangji was “Hanguang-jun,” not “Sect Leader Lan.” It was fine; Xichen was fine. He had to be.)

But the other-Wangji could only solemnly shake his head. No one knew where Lan Xichen was.

“. No news is good news,” Lan Qiren decided. “Xichen is smart. He’ll survive this. How about Sect Leader Jiang’s children?”

“Our people saved Jiang Yanli somewhere near Zizhou. To avoid causing trouble for the Yu clan, we’ve temporarily escorted her to the east.”

Jiang Yanli’s eyes widened and she gasped, shocked by the proclamation.

““Thank you,”” both Jiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan bowed in gratitude.

Lan Wangji nodded once in acknowledgement.

“But Wei Ying and Jiang-gongzi… are still missing.”

Everything faded to black.

“It’s fine,” Jin Zixuan whispered, turning to Jiang Cheng. “I-I’m sure you escaped.”

But even he didn’t completely believe that.

The sound of pouring rain was momentarily broken by a loud thump.

A sack full of buns abruptly crashed to the ground.

Wei Wuxian stood, frozen in horror, as he stared down the empty alleyway. Jiang Cheng was still gone.

‘It’s fine,’ Jiang Fengmian reminded himself. ‘A-Cheng gets saved. It’ll be fine.’

Scanning around frantically, Wei Wuxian grew more and more unsettled with every second that passed. His breathing picked up; his pupils dilated; his pulse skyrocketed.

“Jiang Cheng?” he asked, turning back and forth as he searched.

Jiang Cheng looked down.

Wei Wuxian immediately ran out of the alley into the abandoned road he had come from. He had been gone for less than half an hour, and yet Jiang Cheng was nowhere to be found. Wei Wuxian looked and looked and looked and looked, but no matter where he ran there was no trace of his heir.

“Jiang Cheng!” he shouted, panic sinking in.

Seeing the terror slowly making its way onto Wei Wuxian’s face, Jiang Fengmian suddenly felt a crawling sensation of guilt. The last thing he and his wife had told Wei Wuxian was to protect Jiang Cheng. Now-

He didn’t regret trying to keep his son safe. Nothing would make him regret that.

(But he felt regret for the way he had done it, if nothing else.)

Finally, seeing that the neighboring streets were abandoned, Wei Wuxian returned to the original location. In his panic, he had lost his hat. Now, with rain-drenched hair and horrified eyes, he looked almost as pitiful as he had when he thought Madam Yu was going to cut his hand off.

No, perhaps even more pitiful.

Searching, Wei Wuxian turned to the left, then to the right, then back to the left, then back to the right, then turned all the way around and still didn’t see anything and clearly didn’t have even the slightest idea of what to do.

“Jiang Cheng,” he whispered again, helplessly.

“Sorry,” Jiang Cheng muttered, equally helpless. He couldn’t say he regretted distracting the Wens, but he also couldn’t help but wonder how his own emotions played into that decision.

He didn’t want to die, but his other-self was in a different position.

“A-Cheng,” Jiang Yanli whispered. “It’s okay. You were very brave.”

At those words, Jiang Cheng felt some of the turmoil in his heart ease.

Finally Wei Wuxian ran over to a stall worker and asked, “Mister, there was a young master about the same age as me sitting here. Did you see where he went?”

“The one that was with you?”

“Yeah! Did you see him? Where did he go?”

“I was in the middle of doing something so I didn’t really see. He kept spacing out and staring at people in the street. When I looked up again, he was gone. Maybe he left?”

“Gone?” Wei Wuxian breathed out.

The utter hopelessness in his gaze made Lan Wangji wish his other-self was there to help.

“. He left. He left…” Wei Wuxian repeated, dazedly, then straightened. “Lotus Cove!”

Jiang Cheng flinched. After what had happened in the last segment, he knew it was far from unreasonable for Wei Wuxian to assume that the other Jiang Cheng had returned to take the bodies.

Still, the accusation stung.

(And yet, after everything that happened, it seemed so comparably insignificant that Jiang Cheng had no idea how he would have ever gotten angry over it.)

The sun was already set when Wei Wuxian arrived at Lotus Pier, and yet he still hadn’t found Jiang Cheng.

Worry grew within Madam Yu.

Rain continued to pour down, and the port was filled with dozens of Wen ships. Along the walls, flags of the Qishan Wen Sect covered every available space. Not a single Yunmeng flag was in sight, all having been either pulled down or burnt in the fires.

Pain flashed across the Jiangs’ expressions when they saw what had become of their once-beautiful home.

(But it was fine. The future Jiang Cheng would rebuild Yunmeng. It didn’t matter that the building were gone; so long as Jiang Cheng had his core, he could rebuild Yunmeng.)

As Wei Wuxian stood — hands on his knees — hiding behind a wall, he panted heavily.

He had exerted himself to the point where he could taste blood in his throat.

Moving closer, Lan Wangji wished there was some comfort he could offer. However, no matter how much he wanted to interfere, the simulation could not be altered.

Once he managed to quiet down his breathing, Wei Wuxian moved along the walls, sneaking back inside Lotus Pier.

“Be careful, A-Xian,” Jiang Yanli whispered. Sharing the sentiment, Nie Huaisang moved closer to Nie Mingjue again. Soon, he was peeking out at the scene around them from within his Da-ge’s chest.

That was the most comfort Nie Mingjue could currently provide, but it was better than nothing.

In Wei Wuxian’s head, a voice prayed with a desperation akin to despair:

‘Please, please,’ he thought. ‘Please don’t let there be anyone talking about Jiang Cheng. Please don’t have anyone laughing about his corpse resting in the training field. Or else, or else I’ll….”

Even if it was true, what could he do?

The Jiangs had known even before this started that Jiang Cheng would survive. All his limbs would be intact, his face would be unscarred, and his core would be stronger than ever.

But Wei Wuxian didn’t know any of that.

As far as he knew, it was entirely possible for Jiang Cheng to be one of the hundreds of corpses on the ground. Pity for Wei Wuxian stretched out across the watchers.

He continued searching, but-

Hopelessness began to sink into him. The Jiangs were dead; he had no resources, no sword, and no support. He was the only one left. He didn’t know anything; he couldn’t do anything.

For the first time, Wei Wuxian was discovering how little power he held.

Lan Qiren still didn’t approve — nothing would make him approve of demonic cultivation — but he was starting to see why Wei Wuxian thought it was necessary.

He should have stuck to using the power of his golden core, but the temptation demonic cultivation offered was now painfully clear to every watcher.

Looking at it like this, the future was really no surprise.

To sneak across an open area, Wei Wuxian soundlessly dove into the water. Only a few seconds after, two Wen soldiers passed through a walkway by the water, conversing casually.

“I heard that Jiang Cheng was caught,” one said.

“What?!” Madam Yu hissed. All at once, the anger she had felt towards Wei Wuxian surged through her anew. If he hadn’t left Jiang Cheng alone — if he had just done as he was told — then nothing-

“San-niang,” Jiang Fengmian whispered. “Enough.”

Sect Leader Jiang rarely tried to completely shut his wife down, but now, with drops of guilt beginning to poison his mind, he felt it was necessary. Similarly, Madam Yu simply looked back at him, then nodded once and sat down.

Neither of them knew how to feel about Wei Wuxian right now.

“Why didn’t he hide away?” the other Wen finally asked. “Why did he expose himself and get caught?”

To save Wei Wuxian, apparently. Neither of his parents knew how to feel about that.

(Why not ask them to protect each other? That’s what happened anyways.)

“Well, Wen-er-gongzi asked us to lock him up in the storage room and keep a constant watch,” the first reminded. The pair turned the corner, slipping out of sight.

A moment later, the watchers saw Wei Wuxian silently slink back underwater.

“Good,” Madam Yu whispered. Yes, Wei Wuxian had let Jiang Cheng sacrifice himself for Wei Wuxian and get caught, but he would now stop at nothing to save his charge.

After all she had seen, there was no one she would trust more with that job.

Outside the central storage, two Wen disciples stood in front of the door. They were clearly guards assigned to make sure Jiang Cheng didn’t escape.

And yet, rather than alert, they looked bored.

One sighed, “Does someone on the verge of death really need to be watched so closely?”

“Excuse me?” Madam Yu demanded, clenching her fists at the description.

Sighing again, the disciple turned away from his partner to stretch his hips and complain, “My waist hurts.”

His partner vanished.

The watchers jumped in surprise.

In a half-second, Wei Wuxian had reached forward, covered the disciple’s mouth, and pulled him out of sight. Given that there were no sounds of struggle, it was obvious the Wen disciple had been disposed of.

And yet even Wen Ruohan hadn’t heard Wei Wuxian move.

“. Very impressive,” he admitted.

Laughing once, the first disciple turned fully and suggested, “Let’s sneak out to drink-”

Wei Wuxian leapt forward and snapped his neck.

Although all disciples were trained with the knowledge that they might have to kill to defend their clan, the fact that Wei Wuxian could become so brutal was a shock to all.

Even without his sword, he wasn’t someone who could be dealt with lightly.

(Slowly, it was becoming clear how the malicious, powerful, dangerous version of Wei Wuxian they saw in the first segment came into being.)

Wei Wuxian threw the doors open, and instantly fell to the side of a figure on the ground.

“Jiang Cheng!” he hissed frantically. “Jiang Cheng!”

When Jiang Cheng got a glimpse of his other-self, he stepped back in shock.

He was covered in blood. As he laid motionless on the ground, his ashen face became even more obvious.

He looked like a corpse.

“You!” Madam Yu screeched, turning to the Wens. “How dare you? Even a pack of wolves would have more dignity you dirty beasts!”

“Oh? And how do you think criminals should be dealt with? Your treatment of Wei Wuxian seems to imply that we were comparatively merciful, if anything.”

“Criminals?” Lan Qiren repeated disbelievingly.

“What else would you call a clan that tries to kill a non-cultivating messenger?”

“Oh, don’t even try!” Nie Mingjue snarled. Despite receiving deadly glares from all sides, Wen Ruohan remained undaunted; he continued to smirk, eyes flashing in amusement.

(Behind him, Wen Qing kept her head high, trying desperately to hide her trembling hands. She would not risk her family for no reason, but-

But she knew Wei Wuxian. Had grown to care for him throughout the simulation. Could she continue to view him as an ‘outsider’ now?)

Jiang Cheng’s thin neck lay exposed, and Wei Wuxian immediately checked for a pulse.

The watchers held their breaths.

When Wei Wuxian relaxed in relief, they did as well.

Somehow, even knowing that Jiang Cheng would survive, these events filled them with a sense of dread. Based on the condition Jiang Cheng’s body was in, it was clear that the discipline whip had been used on him.

At least three of his ribs were broken.

“What happened here?!” someone shouted from outside.

“Run!” Nie Huaisang begged.

“Someone got hurt,” another voice observed. Rather than fighting them, Wei Wuxian quickly picked Jiang Cheng up and broke into a run.

“Hurry!” Jiang Yanli prayed.

The only saving grace was that Madam Yu had clearly been exaggerating when she said that Wei Wuxian’s injuries would keep him down for a month. They still hurt — they were still there — but perhaps Madam Yu had already had an idea of how this confrontation was going to end.

Maybe Wei Wuxian would be able to escape.

“Somebody! Hurry up!” the Wens shouted. As Wei Wuxian fled across the rooftops — showing an unbelievable level of agility considering the state his body was in — the Wens chased after.

“It’s Wei Wuxian!” someone realized.

“It’s Wei Wuxian! Come on! Don’t let him get away.”

Wei Wuxian sprinted across the rooftops, but, carrying Jiang Cheng, there was no chance of him being able to escape his pursuers. The Wens rode their swords, flying after the fleeing Jiangs and gaining on them bit by bit.

It disgusted Wen Qing to realize she knew some of those people.

(Of course Wei Wuxian was going to kill Wen Ning. After this, why would he care whether one Wen was innocent? How could she be stupid enough to expect anything else?)

The Wens were ten meters away. Five. Two. An archer pulled back and aimed at Wei Wuxian’s feet.

Dodging, Wei Wuxian stumbled. As he did, his grip on his charge loosened.

Jiang Cheng fell.

“A-Cheng!” Jiang Yanli screamed. Nie Huaisang looked away.

Wei Wuxian jumped off the roof and wrapped his arms around Jiang Cheng, spinning so that the Jiang heir was on top and he was on the bottom.

They slammed against the ground.

Wei Wuxian gasped, trying to reclaim the air that had been knocked out of him. It was no surprise; after all, his back had just crashed onto the ground.

His back, which Madam Yu had whipped not even 24 hours before.

If she thought she felt guilty before, it was nothing compared to what she felt now.

(A slapping sound of flesh against stone had resounded when Wei Wuxian landed. It would haunt her for years to come.)

“Over there!” someone shouted. Due to Wei Wuxian having jumped off the roof with enough force to catch Jiang Cheng, he had smacked against the ground a significant distance away. The Wen disciples, flying high in the air, couldn’t make out the boys’ dark forms.

Trembling, Wei Wuxian forced himself to stand up, carrying Jiang Cheng on his back. His breathing was still broken and gasping, but he quickly looked for an escape route.

If nothing else, Nie Mingjue could relate to and admire the desperation Wei Wuxian felt while trying to protect his brother. His respect for the boy moved up another few notches.

Even Lan Qiren couldn’t help but be impressed by the dedication and endurance Wei Wuxian showed.

“Let’s move!” the Wens shouted.

“Don’t let them run away!”

Madam Yu was going to personally skewer each and every Wen in the world.

Wei Wuxian ran, but soon found that there was nowhere to go. He looked around despairingly, but could only move towards the wall as the Wens’ voices got closer and closer. His back pressed up against the door behind him.

He was dragged inside.

A second later, Wei Wuxian had grabbed the Wen by the neck and slammed him against the wall. The watchers’ eyes soon adjusted to the dimmer light.

“. A-Ning?” Wen Qing asked, squeaking it out brokenly.

“Don’t say anything!” Wei Wuxian growled. “Or I’ll break your neck.”

Wen Qing believed him. After all, she had seen him break a stronger disciple’s neck not two minutes ago.

So, was this it? Was this where it happened? Was she going to watch her innocent little brother die? Choked — neck snapped — killed, and resurrected as a weapon for this stupid, stupid war?

And, worst of all, she couldn’t entirely blame Wei Wuxian.

She sank to her knees in defeat.

“Did you find him?” someone shouted from outside, making Wei Wuxian’s expression turn from fierce to terrified in an instant. He looked around, recognizing the place.

Wei Wuxian knew the layout better than anyone. He had to run, but there was nowhere to go from here.

“I haven’t seen him,” someone outside responded.

“He must be somewhere nearby,” the first said. “Keep looking.”

The shadows walked off, and Wei Wuxian let out a stuttering breath of relief, wincing slightly from the strain. On his back, Jiang Cheng continued to sleep restlessly. The pressure from the other boy weighed down on Wei Wuxian like a mountain, and cut through his flesh like a knife.

Back, back, back. Why was it always the back?

Now that she had a second to calm down and watch him, Madam Yu couldn’t help but wonder. Jiang Cheng had smashed Wei Wuxian’s back against the ground. When they fell, Wei Wuxian had turned to make sure his back was the one that made contact with the floor. Nevertheless, Wei Wuxian continued to carry the unconscious Jiang Cheng. He barely seemed to notice the pain.

And yet, before all this, Madam Yu had whipped that back over and over and over and over again. And then told him to protect her son, rendering him incapable of caring about himself.

Was it even possible to regret something this much?

(She would tear out the spines of every last Wen in the world.)

Then, as if intentionally contradicting the thoughts running through Madam Yu’s mind, the captive Wen Ning spoke, “Wei… Wei-gongzi. I’m here to help you.”

Wen Chao laughed, “Nice try Wen Ning, but my Wei Wuxian isn’t stupid enough to fall for that. Though I guess you’re too weak to be useful another way!”

Drowning in despair, Wen Qing didn’t bother to refute that.

Wei Wuxian anger surged, “Hey! Wen flunky, what are you up to?”

“You… you don’t remember me?”

‘He never remembers anyone,’ Jiang Cheng thought, and couldn’t help but be grateful. At least now Wei Wuxian wouldn’t be lured into whatever trap this was.

‘Remember me?’ Wei Wuxian mentally repeated, keeping a tight grip. ‘Did an ally dress themselves in Wen robes to serve as a spy?’

But the voice was completely unfamiliar.

Wei Wuxian slammed Wen Ning against the wall again and shouted, “Don’t play any tricks!”

“I-I’m not! Young Master Wei, you can look at my face!”

‘Look at his face? Maybe he’s hidden something inside his mouth and he’s prepared to spit it out?’

As humorous as Wei Wuxian abysmal memory was, no one felt like laughing.

‘Is this… the Wen disciple who stepped between me and Wen Zhuliu after Jiang Cheng saw his parent’s bodies?’

The memory replayed. Jiang Cheng snapped off a piece of burnt wood, but, when Wen Zhuliu looked, he instead saw a Wen disciple who was coincidentally in the way.

“Huh?” Wen Chao blinked, tilting his head in confusion. “Well, I guess Wen Ning really would be that incompetent.”

‘So long as it was actually a coincidence,’ Nie Huaisang thought.

‘. I don’t know him,’ Wei Wuxian decided.

All the blood left Wen Qing’s face.

“Who are you?” Wei Wuxian demanded, uncharacteristic levels of killing intent flashing into his eyes.

Wen Ning frowned in disappointment and explained, “I… I’m Wen Ning. From the Cultivation Conference.”

Wei Wuxian paused for a moment, thinking ‘The Discussion Conference in Qishan… The Discussion Conference… Shooting arrows… Ah!’

“You’re that Wen… Wen-something… the one who was quite good at archery?”

Wen Ning lit up, “Yes! It’s me! Don’t worry Master Wei, I won’t harm you!”

“. Wei Wuxian actually didn’t remember?” Wen Qing asked.

Jiang Fengmian looked down, recalling the advice Cangse Sanren had told him time and time again.

‘Remember the things others do for you, not the things you do for others. Only when people don’t hold all that in their hearts can they finally be free.’

No one lived by that statement more than Wei Wuxian, and yet Jiang Fengmian had somehow forgotten who he was. In addition to being the Jiang Sect’s head disciple, Wei Wuxian was Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze’s son.

(What would they think, if they knew what Jiang Fengmian’s last words to Wei Wuxian had been?)

“I can get Jiang-gongzi to somewhere safe!” Wen Ning declared.

“Huh?” Wen Chao asked.

“What?” Wei Wuxian demanded, glaring skeptically.

“Eh? W-well, I’m also a member of the Wen Clan. I even have a group of disciples who follow my orders.”

“Follow your orders to kill people?”

Jiang Yanli flinched.

“N-no!” Wen Ning rushed to say. “My disciples never kill people at random! I haven’t killed any of the Jiang Sect’s disciples either! I only hurried here after hearing that something had happened in Lotus Pier. It’s true!”

Wei Wuxian continued glaring. He looked much, much closer to the first version of him they had seen. The Yiling Patriarch, who easily took on armies by himself.

And not even Lan Qiren could blame him for that.

Slowly, after thinking it over for a moment, Wei Wuxian released Wen Ning’s neck.

“. What?” Wen Qing breathed out, hopelessly lost. It looked genuine. As far as she could tell, Wei Wuxian was letting Wen Ning go.

But if not now, then when?

Wen Ruohan frowned; as time went on, Wen Ning’s actions were seeming less and less like a trap.

(And more and more like a traitor.)

After glaring skeptically for several more seconds, Wei Wuxian dropped his gaze and asked, “Then… could you… could you help me….”

“Wei Ying?” Lan Wangji asked, and both Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen stepped closer in concern.

“Can you help me reclaim the bodies of Sect Leader Jiang and Madam Yu?”

Both flinched back at that.

After the desecration their bodies had suffered, their minds had shut their self-interest off. Since then, they had only focused on their children’s safety.

But for Wei Wuxian to think of that as a priority-

The rumors truly couldn’t be more wrong about him.

“I… I’ll try my best,” Wen Ning agreed.

Wen Ruohan’s voice was stern and sharp, making the suddenly hopeful crowd freeze in their spots.

On the other hand, Wen Qing had expected this. Without wasting a second, she stood and bowed low, her torso nearly perpendicular with the simulated floor.

“. Do you understand what has happened?” Wen Ruohan asked. To his left, Wen Chao looked down at the bowing girl with unhidden glee.

“I do, Your Excellency,” Wen Qing reported. “I assure you, I will punish him appropriately for this.”

Nie Mingjue laughed openly, “What? For doing the right thing?”

“For betraying his sect,” Wen Ruohan answered evenly. “We have all agreed to not blame for things that haven’t happened yet, so I don’t see a need to go too far. However, my generosity has limits; this will not be forgotten. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Your Excellency. I assure you, I will handle it.”

Even with the glares coming from all sides she refused to falter. Regardless of Wen Ruohan’s promise to not punish for things that hadn’t occurred, she knew her family would not get off lightly in the face of such blatant treason.

Yes, her sweet, loving, stupidly kind brother had done the right thing. He had also probably died as a result, so Wen Qing didn’t think his strategy was especially reliable.

As they were speaking, Wen Ning had run off. The simulation flashed forward, showing Wen Ning returning along with several of his most loyal disciples.

Wen Ruohan instantly memorized their faces.

“So?” Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow. “Where’s this so-called ‘safe-haven?’”

Wen Ning squeaked, “Oh, Wei-gongzi, walk this way! I-I have a ship!”

Wei Wuxian’s untrusting gaze followed his every step.

At first most of the watchers didn’t know anything about Wei Wuxian; then, they learned more, and wondered how on earth such a bright person could have turned into the famed Yiling Patriarch.

Then, they learned even more, and understood.

(Although he would never condone demonic cultivation, not even Lan Qiren could fault Wei Wuxian for his newfound ruthlessness.)

Carrying Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian followed Wen Ning towards a hidden ship, keeping an eye out for potential traps all the while. Once Wei Wuxian was able to set Jiang Cheng down, Wen Ning cleaned Jiang Cheng’s wounds and applied bandages with ointment.

While everyone else stood frozen in confusion, Wen Qing watched carefully, mentally grading her brother’s performance. It helped distract her from the expressions on Jiang Yanli’s and Wen Ruohan’s faces.

Neither overflowing hope nor darkening rage were safe things to acknowledge.

Soon, the boat reached land, and they arrived at Yiling. The trio traveled discreetly, stopping at a large, beautiful residence. They snuck inside from a back door and walked into a smaller building.

‘A-Ning, don’t be stupid,’ Wen Qing thought. Yes, she had grown to adore the heroic, cheerful, spirited boy Wei Wuxian was, and she didn’t agree with her clan’s actions whatsoever. However, the more Wen Ning did now, the more of a precarious position he would be in once they got out.

(Suddenly, Wen Qing wondered if it would be smarter to simply abandon the Wen Sect once she got outside.)

Wen Ning closed the door.

In the next second, Wei Wuxian had grabbed Wen Ning by the neck again, hissing, “Where is this place?”

Holding up his hands in surrender, Wen Ning quickly denied, “I-no, I haven’t….”

“What do you mean ‘no?’” Wei Wuxian asked. “‘No,’ this isn’t the Yiling Supervisory Office? I heard the whispers in the hallway as we walked in. Just what are you planning?”

“Nothing, it seems,” Wen Ruohan growled slightly, making Wen Qing pale even further.

“Young Master Wei, l-listen to me! This is a Supervisory Office, but… but I really don’t have any plans to harm you! If I did, I could have just told them I saw you. I-I wouldn’t have led you all the way here!”

If Wen Qionglin was telling the truth — and Lan Wangji was beginning to think he was — then that confirmed once in for all that he and Wei Wuxian were right. The Jiangs would surely have been attacked regardless of whether Wei Wuxian stood up for MianMian, but if he hadn’t supported Wen Ning, then he and Jiang Wanyin would surely be dead.

That small silver lining wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing.

Despite Wen Ning’s rather convincing argument, Wei Wuxian remained alert — ready to explode at any moment.

“T-this is a Supervisory Office,” Wen Ning reminded. “If there’s anywhere the Wen Sect won’t look for you, it’d be here. So long as no one finds you, you two can stay here.”

“More and more betrayal with every word,” Wen Chao huffed. Due to agreeing completely, Wen Ruohan made no move to silence his son. On the other hand, Nie Mingjue’s emotions began to tumble like boulders rolling down a mountain.

Why was a Wen doing this?

Wei Wuxian had unblinkingly stared at Wen Ning for several excruciatingly long seconds, trying to get a feel for the boy’s trustworthiness. He watched and watched as Wen Ning began fidgeting under his gaze.

Then, finally, he whispered a low, “Thank you” and “sorry.”

He carefully laid Jiang Cheng on the bed before them.

Watching the two interact left Wen Qing breathless.

What was this? What was she supposed to do now? What did this mean? Why hadn’t Wei Wuxian killed him? If not now, then when? Was it just a mistake? Wei Wuxian wasn’t killing her brother but being helped by him because Wen Ning was an idiot and now Wen Ruohan was seeing-

Did the other-Wen Ruohan find out?

(Did the other-Wen Ruohan kill him?)

With this new theory, Wen Qing suddenly felt an enormous divide crack open between her and the other Wens.

Once Jiang Cheng had been set down, Wei Wuxian’s eyes landed on Wen Ning again, watching cautiously. The tentative truce between them helped, but the tension was still there. Wei Wuxian was alert, ready to respond at the slightest hint of a trap.

The doors slammed open.

Half the watchers jumped out of their seats.

Wind rushed inside as Wen Qing walked through the door.

“No, no, no,” Jin Zixuan whispered, and Jiang Yanli grew impossibly pale.

Wen Ning turned around in surprise, and Wei Wuxian immediately stood up, growling at the threat. He glanced back at where Wen Ning’s sword hung from the wall.

Wen Qing’s heart stopped.

Stunned, Wen Ning breathlessly greeted, “A-Jie-”

His own blade was at his neck a second later.

“Don’t move, or I’ll kill him!”

“No!” Wen Qing shouted running over.

By contrast, her other self — who didn’t know that Wen Ning was going to die soon — remained calm. She merely closed the door and walked forward.

“Alright,” she said. “Go ahead. Anyway, he had it coming.”

Perfectly calm; calling his bluff. Wen Qing supposed she should be grateful that her other-self was managing to approach the situation rationally.

(And, if she wasn’t worried, then Wen Qing knew she must have heard all about Wei Wuxian from her brother.)

Nie Huaisang squeaked in concern for the kind Wen Ning.

“Jie?” Wen Ning cried out. “Jiejie?”

“Is she your sister?”

“Don’t call me sister,” Wen Qing snapped, making Wen Ning flinch back.

Would she turn them in to earn more favor from Wen Ruohan? The version watching with them seemed to care deeply about her brother, but the simulated one-

Nie Mingjue turned his glare on Wen Qing. He didn’t like the Wens, but if Wen Ning was turned in or hurt because of this…

Subconsciously, his mind had already separated Wen Ning from all the other Wens.

“Are you losing your mind?” Wen Qing asked. “Since when have you been so bold? How dare you hide people?”

“Oh, are you the one who killed him?” Jin Guangshan wondered, and, even though she didn’t believe it for a second, the comment made dread rise up in Wen Qing.

(Not because she thought she would turn Wen Ning in, but because she knew she wouldn’t.)

Slowly, she began separating herself from the Wen side of the simulation.

After sighing in annoyance, Wen Qing continued, “So this is why you wanted to go to Yunmeng. How full of yourself are you? Who gave you so much courage? If Wen Chao finds out about this, he’ll stop at nothing to tear you apart! If he’s really set on killing someone, do you think I could stop him? The Wen Clan has announced to the world that anyone who catches sight of those two must kill them. Every child in the streets knows they’re marked die.”

‘Because I failed,’ rang in Jiang Fengmian’s head. ‘And then asked a child to pick up the pieces for me.’

“How dare you hide them?” Wen Qing asked again, standing tall and glaring down at the pair. With her arrogant expression, high rank — on the same level as Wen Chao — and her brilliant red clothes, Wen Qing could leave almost anyone intimidated.

And yet, Wen Ning spoke back regardless.

“I don’t care about what’s happened between you two. Gratitude is an understandable reason to do something, but they cannot stay. You went suddenly and left suddenly, a time in which Wen Chao lost track of them. Do you think Wen Chao is that stupid? His search will reach here sooner or later! What do you think will happen then?”

When phrased like this, Wen Qing’s best option seemed obvious.

“No, no, please don’t!” Jiang Yanli begged pointlessly.

Growing, Nie Mingjue moved to stand between Wen Qing and the simulated figure of Wei Wuxian, consequently defending Wen Ning from her as well.

Because that shy, stuttering, heroic boy just couldn’t be a Wen.

“Jiang-gongzi!” Wen Ning shouted, barely noticing the sword Wei Wuxian still had to his neck. “Jiang-gongzi is also injured! He can’t move! Moreover, it’s… the Wen Clan’s fault.”

Wen Chao laughed, “‘Fault?’ He says that like we didn’t mean for it to happen.”

After a pause, Wen Qing shook her head, “What the Wen Sect does has nothing to do with us. We don’t need to pay for their sins!”

Behind Wen Ning, Wei Wuxian’s glare sharpened.

“Excuse me?” Wen Chao asked, rearing back, but Wen Ruohan was unsurprised. He had always known Wen Qing didn’t necessarily approve of his plans, but, due to the knowledge and skill she had, allowed her to stay uninvolved.

Still, he was starting to wonder how far her disapproval went.

“. Wei Ying, don’t look at me like that,” Wen Qing ordered. “I’m a doctor. I work to save people. I have never killed anyone, and I never hurt anyone from the Jiang Sect. Besides, your lives are not my concern.”

‘And you think that excuses you?’ Nie Mingjue wanted to shout, but couldn’t. Normally he would have, but, before him, was Wen Ning. A shy, incompetent, stuttering, shaking, trembling, easily-crying boy who should not remind him of Huaisang but did anyways.

A boy who had betrayed the Wen Sect to save Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, the former being the Jiang heir, and the latter being the reason they won the war.

Could he really say Wen Ning deserved to die?

Finally, Wen Qing began to walk off and concluded, “I have no reason to risk the dozens of lives in my branch of the clan just for your sake.”

And yet she still hadn’t raised an alarm. Was it because she genuinely thought Wei Wuxian might kill Wen Ning, or because….

Just as Wen Qing raised her hand to open the door, someone spoke.

“Do you think he could have come this way?”

Wei Wuxian tensed. Then, seeing that his threat hadn’t done anything, immediately let go of Wen Ning to stand defensively in front of Jiang Cheng.

“They did say they saw a boat go towards Yiling. Should we spread out the search?”

A drop of cold sweat began to fall down Wei Wuxian’s face, and Wen Qing turned a thoughtful gaze toward the door. Wen Ning immediately rushed forward, grabbing her sleeve and shaking his head.

A rush of awe passed into Nie Huaisang. Like him, Wen Ning had relatively low cultivation and a powerful older sibling; despite that, the boy was actively getting involved and fighting for what he believed to be right.

Lan Wangji nodded once at Wen Ning, similarly impressed by the boy’s actions.

Wen Qing indifferently watched her brother’s silent request, then sighed.

“Why so noisy?” she snapped.

“Eh? Lady Wen! Our people are looking for Wei Wuxian.”

“This room…” she turned her head, glancing at the boy, “has no one called Wei Wuxian.”

His eyes widened.

(Or was she actually saying-)

“You bitch!” Wen Chao screeched, swinging out towards her. He phased straight through, but Wen Qing backed up regardless.

“What is the meaning of this?” Wen Ruohan asked. Clenching her fists, Wen Qing stood tall and looked right back.

“I don’t know, Your Excellency. Perhaps my other-self has some more elaborate plan in mind in order to ensure Wei Wuxian is dealt with. We’ve already seen how effective most of the soldiers are.”

“Do you truly think so?”

Not a single person believed her.

“My brother has been unwell lately,” she continued. “He’s in poor health. Keep your voices down and stop bothering him.”

“Ah, y-yes! We were just leaving!”

As the soldiers outside walked off, Wei Wuxian froze. What was he supposed to do now that he had seen all this?

Slowly, Nie Mingjue turned to stare at the subtly retreating Wen Qing, a look of utter astonishment on his face.

Wen Ning, leaning his ear against the door, suddenly brightened up and declared, “Great, they’re gone!”

Sighing again, Wen Qing turned to address Wei Wuxian, “I’m in charge of Yiling, not Yunmeng. Don’t raise a fuss.”

With that, she walked away.

“Don’t raise a fuss?!” Wen Chao repeated. “Jiang Cheng was asleep and Wei Wuxian would never have left him! What, even with all your paralysis needles or whatever there was nothing you could do?”

“Nothing she wanted to do,” Wen Ruohan corrected, his gaze turning arctic-cold.

Although she refused to tremble before them, Wen Qing’s mind was running at the speed of light. She had just betrayed her Sect, hadn’t she? She had never agreed with Wen Ruohan’s imperialism, but to go so far as to do this?

It had barely taken anything to convince her.

And Wen Ruohan had seen everything.

(Although he remained silent, Wen Qing could see the way he contemplated whether chopping off her limbs or hanging her above the field would leave a stronger message.)

Abruptly, the adrenaline left Wei Wuxian’s body. He sat down on Jiang Cheng’s bed, only able to sit upright due to making a post with Wen Ning’s sword against the ground.

“Don’t worry,” Wen Ning reassured. “My sister is a good doctor.”

“Understatement of the century,” Jin Zixuan grumbled, making Jiang Yanli giggle. Now that this had happened, the pair’s earlier stress had transitioned into an awkward sort of humor.

Jiang Yanli turned a tentative glance over, but Wen Qing was keeping her eyes focused on Wen Ruohan.

“The renowned doctress Wen Qing,” Wei Wuxian muttered. “Of course she’s good.”

Well, if Wei Wuxian knew of her skill, it would be much easier to convince him to get examined once she got out. No matter what, she still hadn’t given up on that.

(Though, now, it seemed like Wen Qing wouldn’t have access to any of her usual resources during the examination.)

“Ah, my sister won’t expose you,” Wen Ning added unnecessarily.

Nie Mingjue could help but flinch as if something had stabbed into him.

‘Not a single Wen will be left alive!’ he had said.

‘What they have done has nothing to do with us,’ she had announced.

He didn’t agree — her robes and food and power were all from the Wen Sect, she wasn’t unrelated — so he knew she wasn’t completely right but….

But right now, he couldn’t bring himself to say that.

From the spot where he sat, Wei Wuxian’s eyes glistened, then closed.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji muttered, standing close. It broke him to hear such a happy, optimistic, cheerful person sounding so hopeless, especially when there was nothing he could do to help.

Jiang Yanli’s eyes drifted to Wen Qing, wishing there was a way to thank her without creating tension with the Chief Cultivator.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng shifted on the bed.

“Jiang Cheng?” Wei Wuxian immediately spun around to check on him.

“A-Cheng,” Jiang Yanli breathed, moving to kneel by his bedside.

“He’s waking up,” Wen Ning realized. “I’ll go get some medicine for him.”

Slowly, Jiang Cheng’s eyes scrunched together, then blinked open.

“Jiang Cheng?” Wei Wuxian asked again.

Hope began returning to Madam Yu and Jiang Fengmian. The knowledge that Jiang Cheng was here, safe, and alive allowed them to finally relax the tension in their clenched fists.

The dark circles under Jiang Cheng’s eyes were now frighteningly visible. With the pallor of his skin and the slouch in his posture added on, he barely looked alive.

“Jiang Cheng,” Wei Wuxian breathed out in relief. The solace Wei Wuxian felt was clear in his soft smile.

Now that the hopelessness in Wei Wuxian’s expression had been relieved, Lan Wangji felt himself relaxing again. They knew that in the future Jin ZIxuan would die, Jiang Yanli would die, and Wei Wuxian would die, but those were all after the Sunshot Campaign. It seemed likely that this was as bad as the Wen’s actions would get. Now, they could start fighting back.

Demonic cultivation was still far too dangerous to use, but it seemed that even his uncle was starting to understand why Wei Wuxian thought it would be a good idea.

Surely it would all get better from here.

Several seconds passed, and Jiang Cheng remained unresponsive.

“Jiang Cheng, you… can you see me? Can you hear me? Do you know who I am?” Wei Wuxian asked.

Due to their glimpse at the 13-years-later future, they all knew Jiang Cheng wasn’t deaf. However, that only made the complete lack of response from him even more worrying.

Both Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue moved closer to the boy, older-brother instincts kicking in.

“What happened to you?” Wei Wuxian worriedly demanded, reaching forward to check his temperature.

Jiang Cheng batted his hand away.

‘At least he hasn’t been temporarily paralyzed?’ Nie Huaisang thought. He considered voicing the comment, but the apprehensive expressions on everyone else’s faces stopped him.

As Wei Wuxian blinked at him in confusion, Jiang Cheng stared down at his own hand, watching it tremble. There was no shock or fear or anger or panic; instead, Jiang Cheng seemed stuck in a too-calm null.

“A-Cheng?” Jiang Yanli asked.

A fire within Madam Yu swarmed. On one hand, she was right; she had known that trying to treat Wei Wuxian as a brother would only cause problems for her kids. This was happening because Jiang Cheng had saved Wei Wuxian. It was the boy’s fault that Jiang Cheng was like this now. Part of her sang out that perhaps Jiang Cheng would finally learn better than to care for him.

On the other hand, her family clearly viewed the boy as one of their own. She didn’t know how much she agreed with that, but she couldn’t disagree as much as she once would have — not after everything she had seen. The fact that the adult Jiang Cheng quite clearly hadn’t viewed Wei Wuxian as family was-

Possibly a direct result of this.

That change in Jiang Cheng’s perception of Wei Wuxian had filled her with joy only a few days ago. She couldn’t bring herself to muster up that same satisfaction now.

Jiang Cheng glanced down at the mark across his chest.

The discipline whip had been used on him. Even if it was just a single time, that was probably a far more serious experience than he had ever felt before. The mark would never go away.

Jiang Cheng had received a discipline whip because he tried to protect Wei Wuxian. As soon as that realization sank in, horror spread across Jiang Yanli.

“A-Cheng,” she whispered. “D-don’t worry. You’ll be fine. We saw the future. You’ll… it’s going to be fine. You don’t need to worry, it doesn’t impede you at all. You’ll recover just fine from this.”

As it was quite clear that Jiang Yanli was saying that to convince herself, neither Jin Zixuan nor Jiang Cheng tried to stop the stream of comfort she was giving.

“Stop looking at it,” Wei Wuxian advised, directing Jiang Cheng’s attention away from the mark. “I’m sure there’s a way to get it off. Don’t worry about it.”

Madam Yu glanced at her husband, then tilted her head at her son.

‘Well? Say something!’ her expression seemed to say. What was the point of him finally building up the courage to talk to their kids if he only did that once?

In all honestly, if Madam Yu tried to say something, it would probably come out in a way that would just make Jiang Cheng feel even worse. Knowing that, Jiang Fengmian accepted his wife’s advise, and kneeled down beside his son.

“A-Cheng,” he whispered, making his now highly-uncomfortable son meet his eyes. “I-I know this isn’t a good thing, and I would never wish the discipline whip on you. I’m so sorry that this had to happen, but… but you were very brave, and I’m proud of you. Just remember, your life is important. Don’t try to throw it away.”

A hot flush spread across Jiang Cheng, and he glanced away from his father’s now-open affection.

Then, he cooled again, and looked back at his other self. Even considering the discipline whip, he couldn’t understand why the other-Jiang Cheng was just lying down, nearly despondent.

Wei Wuxian leaned closer, trying to figure out what was wrong with his brother.

Then, Jiang Cheng slapped him.

Unflinching, Wei Wuxian added, “Go ahead. Hit me. As long as you’ll feel better.”

‘Is that why you let him choke you?’ Lan Wangji wondered.

“Did you feel it?” Jiang Cheng asked.

Wei Wuxian paused, “Feel what?”

“Did you feel my spiritual power?”

A sinking sensation of dread began to pass over the watchers.

“What spiritual power? You didn’t try to use any.”

“Perhaps he got heavily drained,” Lan Qiren suggested, though, for some reason, he couldn’t help but feel like that was a naive hope.

Wei Wuxian frowned, “Just what… what are you talking about?”

“I said, ‘I did,’” Jiang Cheng repeated, his voice so uncharacteristically quiet that it didn’t even sound like him anymore. “When I hit you I used all my spiritual power. So tell me, did you feel it?”

A pause, and then, “Try again?”

“That’s a ‘no’ if I’ve ever heard one,” Nie Mingjue huffed, morbid humor making his attempt at a smile turn grim. Whatever had happened to Jiang Cheng was clearly far more serious than just the discipline whip — and wasn’t that a sentence the watchers could have never imagined themselves thinking.

“. Never mind,” Jiang Cheng decided. “Even if I hit you a thousand times, it won’t change a thing.”

The tone of Jiang Cheng’s words sounded almost indifferent. He had gone past downcast, pathetic, and even despairing until he reached a state of unresponsive apathy.

There was nothing left inside of him.

Thunder rumbled outside.

“Wei Wuxian, do you know why Wen Zhuliu is called the Core Melting Hand?”

Ice spread through Jiang Cheng’s blood.

“Because his hands can melt away golden cores so thoroughly that you can’t ever form a new core again. Your spiritual power will disperse. You’ll become useless,” he began to laugh, the dark circles under his eyes becoming black holes which sucked in all light.

“What?” Jiang Cheng asked. “But-but the future-me… what?”

“An average person who descended from the cultivation world is no better than a good-for-nothing.”

“. Maybe you’re wrong?” Lan Xichen suggested. “You could be mistaken-”

“I don’t… I don’t think I am,” Jiang Cheng shook his head, horror sinking in.

“Your whole life will be spent doing worldly business,” Jiang Cheng muttered. “You aren’t allowed to dream of being at the top ever again.”

Jiang Yanli wanted to reassure her brother, to tell him that there was nothing wrong with being a civilian, so long as he lived on, but couldn’t. Unlike her, Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian had spent nearly their whole lives working on their cores. It was no surprise that losing it after all this made Jiang Cheng feel like he had nothing.

If Jiang Cheng truly didn’t have a core, Yunmeng Jiang would be lost forever.

“A-Die and A-Niang had their cores melted away by Wen Zhuliu, making it easier to kill them.”

Based on his expression, some couldn’t help but wonder if he wished that had happened to him as well. Before, Jiang Cheng had been mad with grief and not thinking rationally, so Wei Wuxian had constantly reminded him that he could always get revenge another day.

Until this was fixed, his revenge was as realistic as a child’s fantasy.

And Jiang Cheng knew that better than anyone.

Lifting a hand to cover his eyes, Jiang Cheng whispered, “Wen Zhuliu, Wen Zhuliu. I want revenge. I want revenge, but how could I?”

He began to laugh.

“I don’t have a core anymore. I won’t ever be able to form a core again! Revenge? How can I get my revenge now?!”

He laughed and laughed and laughed. His laughter built on itself until it became an unsettling sound of madness. But why not? What did Jiang Cheng have to live for now that he had lost his core?

What else could he do?

“But… A-Cheng, you… I….” Jiang Yanli couldn’t say anything, too shocked by change in her brother to speak.

Wei Wuxian stepped back, then stumbled and collapsed onto the ground, unable to say anything in response.

Lan Wangji moved closer to him.

To Jiang Cheng, his cultivation was everything. No one knew better than Wei Wuxian how ambitious Jiang Cheng was, and now….

Even without an especially powerful core, Nie Huaisang knew a cultivator’s life was centered around theirs. With Jiang Cheng, who now wanted revenge more than anything, that was especially true.

With a strike of the Core Melting Hand, Jiang Cheng’s dreams, cultivation, self-esteem, and hope for revenge had all been smashed to dust.

Huaisang looked down solemnly.

In a situation like this, what could Jiang Cheng do but laugh?

“I don’t even have my golden core,” he whispered through his laughter. “There’s just no way!”

Outside, the thunder rumbled again, and a flash of lightning cut through the sky.

Silently, Jin Zixuan moved closer to the real Jiang Cheng, hoping to provide support.

A symphony of thunder, wind, and laughter formed around them, the outside branches rumbling like a stampede. Jiang Cheng laughed and laughed and laughed until that was all that could be heard.

“Wei Wuxian, why did you bother saving my life?”

“What’s the use of saving me?! Now I have to live on in shame, watching the Wen-dogs go rampant, knowing I can’t do anything?!”

“A-Cheng!” Madam Yu shouted. “I don’t care if Lotus Pier is gone or if you have your core. Your life is worth more than all of that combined, understood?”

“A-Cheng,” Jiang Fengmian spoke softly. “Revenge is no where near as important as your life. I don’t care what happens, never give up like that. Please.”

Jiang Yanli sat next to him, whispering “Your life is precious, A-Cheng. You need to keep is safe.”

“I know, I-” he paused. “I know.”

It would have been a touching moment if the watchers couldn’t hear the simulated Jiang Cheng laughing madly in the background. As it was, the sound made the Jiangs turn back to the other-Jiang Cheng.

The madness in his eyes was overwhelming.

They knew he would recover — would get back his core and would rebuild the Jiang Sect — but, as it was, Jiang Cheng had essentially lost everything.

“How could it possibly get worse than this?” Jiang Yanli whispered.

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji cried out, making Jiang Fengmian glance away from his son. It was a bit silly — in a situation like this, why wouldn’t he look at his son — but he did anyways.

And the expression on Wei Wuxian’s face shocked him to his core.

In all Jiang Fengmian’s years with the boy, he had never seen him look like this. No matter what Yu Ziyuan did, and no matter how bad things seemed to get, Wei Wuxian was always able to remain calm.

As his daughter had said, Wei Wuxian was born with a smile on his face.

‘A-Ying, A-Cheng… you must look after him.’

“He thinks he failed,” Jiang Fengmian whispered, finally speaking his thoughts aloud.

“Well, hasn’t he?” Madam Yu snapped. “Look what happened to A-Cheng! In less than a day, he’s-”

“But-but A-Niang, it was my choice-”

“He should have known that you would need to be-”

“He shouldn’t have had to put himself aside to help me! He’s our head disciple, but he’s also my bro-”

“Don’t say that word! He’s not!” Madam Yu shouted. “I… how can you say that when I’ve spent years….”

She cut herself off, but the damage had been done. It was now clear that she was objecting on a basis of her own guilt, rather than an actual dislike of the boy.

“A-Niang,” Jiang Yanli whispered. “He-he is, and it wasn’t his fault.”

“A-Niang, this was A-Cheng’s choice. It was… not completely thought out, but… you can’t blame A-Xian for it. Please, I… A-Xian deserves more than that.”

Nie Mingjue, Lan Xichen, Lan Qiren, and Madam Jin all nodded in agreement.

The wind was cut from her sails, and Madam Yu backed off. She knew her daughter was right. Just like she knew she had a tendency to wrongly blame Wei Wuxian.

(The simulation couldn’t have made that any more clear.)

Her children genuinely saw Wei Wuxian as their brother. She didn’t have to be his mother, but she didn’t have to treat him like a slave either. Looking at it from the outside, Madam Yu could clearly see their relationship.

And knew she was wrong.

As Madam Yu fell silent, Jiang Fengmian glanced between the simulated Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian. Jiang Fengmian had never allowed Madam Yu to pressure him into kicking Wei Wuxian out of the sect. He and Wei Wuxian had personalities that went well together, and Jiang Fengmian had trained him into one of the strongest cultivators of his generation despite his late start.

But they both knew that Wei Wuxian wasn’t really part of the family.

(What would Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze think if they knew about this?)

Jiang Fengmian’s legs seemed to give out under him as he fell into his seat, completely agreeing with his daughter.

How could it get worse than this?

The door squeaked open.

Wen Ning stepped inside, a fawning smile on his face.

Jiang Cheng froze.

Jiang Cheng kicked Wen Ning to the ground, toppling over the bowl of medicine and spilling the black liquid everywhere. Wei Wuxian rushed to help.

“Hey!” Wen Qing shouted.

“What’s wrong with you!” Jiang Cheng shouted, grabbing Wei Wuxian by the collar and shaking him.

“What are you waiting for?! He’s from the Wen Clan! And you still went to help him? Kill him!”

“Calm down Jiang Cheng!” Wei Wuxian commanded, but Jiang Cheng wasn’t listening. Instead, his eyes focused on the Wen flags hanging on the walls, and realization sank into his expression.

Glaring back at the real Jiang Cheng, Lan Wangji growled, “If you touch him again-”

“Where is this place?” Jiang Cheng demanded. “Did you walk into a trap?!”

“No? Then how did you get back here? Don’t tell me — you asked for help from the Wen Clan?!” Jiang Cheng shook him ferociously. “Do you want to die?!”

His hands wrapped around Wei Wuxian’s neck.

Then, he fell forward. For his newly-coreless body, even that much exertion was too much.

“A-Cheng,” Jiang Fengmian whispered.

“Does he regret it now?” Jin Guangshan wondered. “If he was hoping to die heroically saving his brother, then this is probably the worst outcome imaginable.”

“How dare you?” Madam Yu snapped.

“Are you really going to take his sacrifice and rationalize it as if you were the one doing it?” Lan Qiren asked. “If he completely regretted it, he would have told Wei Wuxian what he did to make the boy feel guilty. He hasn’t, so he doesn’t.”

“Jiang Cheng,” Wei Wuxian said, wrapping his arms around and trying to help the heavily-coughing boy.

“Perhaps,” Jin Guangshan allowed. “But, considering what he turns into in the future, I can’t help but wonder if he’ll hesitate before helping Wei Wuxian next time around.”

“And I guess we have you to thank for what he turned into, don’t we, Madam Yu?”

Right as Madam Yu was about to explode, Madam Jin glared and hissed, “Not another word, Guangshan.”

Her husband turned to her, frowning in confusion.

“Jiang Cheng, you’re injured,” Wei Wuxian reminded. “Don’t-”

Jiang Cheng pushed him back, refusing the offered help.

“Wei Wuxian!” he shouted, panting heavily as his laughter started up again. “I see. My parents’ corpses aren’t even cool yet, and yet you seek help from them?”

“No, no, Jiang-xiong, that’s-”

“What a great Head Disciple of Yumeng!”

The deranged, insane laughter returned, shaking the building.

A silver needle flashed forward, and Jiang Cheng collapsed again.

A light flush spread across Jiang Cheng’s cheeks, and he sank down, wishing he could disappear into the floor.

“Are you two insane?” Wen Qing demanded. “Anyone could find you if he shouts and laughs that loudly.”

Relief spread across Jiang Yanli’s expression, and Nie Mingjue found himself reluctantly impressed by what he had seen. Wen Qing had truly decided to help Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng.

In the face of that, Jiang Cheng’s reaction should have seemed unreasonable. However, Nie Mingjue knew all too well that ‘kill all Wens’ was exactly the strategy he had spent the last few days advocating for.

He sat back in his chair, mind racing.

“Jiang Cheng!” Wei Wuxian spoke, kneeling beside his brother and practically ignoring Wen Qing’s words.

Annoyed, she continued, “I’ll throw you out immediately if you don’t shut up.”

“Don’t pull out the needle,” Wen Qing commanded, interrupting Wei Wuxian. “That brat will start throwing a fit if he wakes up. I could hear him even when I was outside! Pull it out after his injuries have healed. Don’t cause trouble. I don’t want to interact with Wen Chao, and I especially don’t want to deal with that woman he takes around with him.”

The power she spoke with was undeniably impressive.

(The disgust she felt for Wen Chao drew a clear line between her and them. If the glare Wen Chao was sending her meant anything, then she wouldn’t be welcome with the Wens once they got out.)

Hesitantly, Wen Qing began drifting farther away from her clan, moving closer to the open spot Jiang Yanli was silently offering her.

“Thank you, A-Jie,” Wen Ning said.

As he said that, Jiang Yanli couldn’t shake the feeling that Wen Ning looked like a fluffy, doe-eyed lamb.

Wen Qing confidently walked towards the fallen bowl, picking it up for closer observation. She sniffed once, then glared, making Wen Ning jump.

“If you’re really grateful then put in some effort! What kind of medicine is this? He’s too weak to take a supplement right now! We need to focus on strengthening his body! How many times do I have to tell you that? I’ll brew it!”

Smiles flickered across many faces.

Wen Ruohan remained silent as he observed that, thinking it over. Considering what he knew of Wei Wuxian’s character, Wen Ruohan knew the boy wouldn’t forget this kindness. This interaction was the most positive connection binding Wei Wuxian to the Wen Sect.

And, outside, Wei Wuxian was working with Wen Ning.

(So, was the danger of Wen Qing’s lacking loyalty more or less than the advantage of her possible applications?)

Wen Qing stormed off, leaving Wen Ning to tell Wei Wuxian, “Medicine prepared by my sister will definitely turn out great! Hundreds of times better than mine!”

Breathlessly, Wei Wuxian nodded, “Thank you.”

“He’s rather polite when he wants to be,” Lan Qiren observed, finding the disconnect between the Wei Wuxian before them and the Wei Wuxian from the Cloud Recesses to be odd. Then again, regardless of how he had acted at the Cloud Recesses, even Lan Qiren knew Wei Wuxian had a righteous core. Sighing, he decided the boy’s behavior both times was acceptable, even if he wasn’t anywhere near as proper as a Lan.

(With that, Lan Qiren couldn’t help but wonder how many Lan disciples were like Su She — appropriately polite while under scrutiny, but unquestionably unrighteous when backed into a wall.)

A conflicted expression flashed across his face.

Their surroundings changed in a flash forward, showing Wei Wuxian sitting next to Jiang Cheng’s bed, watching his sleeping form. Slowly, he reached his hand out and condensed his spiritual power.

A red glow enveloped his hand.

He looked back at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Fengmian’s hands began to shake.

When his other-self had told Wei Wuxian to protect Jiang Cheng, Jiang Fengmian hadn’t thought twice. Why wouldn’t he protect his son first? It would be illogical to expect anything else.

And yet, could Wei Wuxian be blamed for Jiang Cheng choosing to risk himself? What else could Wei Wuxian have done? And even if Jiang Cheng had moved to defend him, Wei Wuxian didn’t know.

All he knew was that he had failed to carry out Jiang Fengmian’s final order less than a day after it was given.

The guilt creeping into him began to overflow.

After a bit of switching back and forth between his hand and Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian’s gaze finally stilled. He took a deep breath, and his fear was replaced by determination.

He turned back to Jiang Cheng, resolution clear in his expression.

Given that, Jin Guangshan felt it was safe to assume that Wei Wuxian had come up with a solution. It should be impossible (there was a reason the Core Melting Hand was so feared), but if anyone could do it, it would be him. However, if Wei Wuxian — the boy who made himself bait against the Xuanwu of Slaughter — was hesitating, it was obvious that the price for regaining a core was immense.

“What a waste of a loyal soldier,” he muttered.

“What exactly is that supposed to mean, Jin-xiong?” Jiang Fengmian asked.

“Nothing, nothing,” he smirked. “I’m simply curious how much Wei Wuxian is willing to give up for your family without receiving anything in return. Perhaps a slave is truly the most accurate description for him.”

Wen Ruohan’s lips quirked into a smile.

“How dare you?” Madam Yu hissed. “It isn’t like that. If he has a way to get back his… his brother’s core, why wouldn’t he?”

“You say that, and yet you’re the one who-”

“Guangshan!” Madam Jin snapped. “Enough.”

Several confused gazes turned her way. She knew what they were confused about; she had made it quite clear that what the other-Madam Yu said about her son would not be forgiven. How was she supposed to forgive “you should have let him die” when it had been said so straightforwardly? Madam Jin’s anger had bubbled up within her.

But then the other Madam Yu had died, her corpse pushed down by that whore and her husband dying next to her without being able to show that he cared for her.

She couldn’t forgive Yu Ziyuan, but she couldn’t bring herself to despise her either.

“Madam Jin?” Lan Xichen prompted, seeing that Madam Jin was struggling to continue.

Finally, she took a deep breath and explained, “We’ve all grown fond of Wei Wuxian over the course of the simulation. And, as we established in the previous segments, Ziyuan’s actions against the boy were wrong.”

“And you think you’re better?” Madam Yu hissed defensively.

At those words, Madam Jin was thrown into the past. Memories of a party — Zixuan’s party — and an uninvited guest.

Last year, a boy had shown up on Jin Zixuan’s birthday. Realizing that he was yet another bastard child, Madam Jin had fallen into a deep fury. Not wanting to upset her further, Jin Guangshan had kicked the boy down the steps of Koi tower. As he looked up, the boy’s shocked and betrayed eyes had been scarily reminiscent of the ones she had seen in Wei Wuxian.

Scared; terrified; uncertain; alone.

But he deserved it for coming.

(Was his existence the boy’s fault, or her husband’s?)

“I… I am not ignorant to what I’ve done,” she looked at Yu Ziyuan. “We’ve both made… mistakes. We’ve established that.”

When Madam Yu raised an eyebrow in disbelief at Madam Jin’s words, Madam Jin glared right back.

‘I still don’t forgive you,’ her eyes seemed to say.

Madam Yu merely nodded.

‘I didn’t expect you to.’

While the watchers discussed, Wei Wuxian remained solely focused on Jiang Cheng. The confliction in his gaze was easily apparent, but steady determination shone through as well.

He was scared, but he had a plan.

‘I hope this all works out,’ Nie Mingjue thought with a breathed-out sigh.

Finally, Wei Wuxian took in a deep breath. He dropped his hand, and stepped towards Jiang Cheng. Reaching forward, he pulled out Wen Qing’s silver needle.

Said boy twitched, his eyes scrunching tighter, then slowly blinked them open.

“Wens?” Jiang Cheng asked.

Although his other-self wasn’t given anywhere near enough time to understand what Wen Qing and Wen Ning had done, Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but feel guilty for the blatant hatred that appeared on his other-self’s face.

Oh, well. Once his other-self got some time to process what the Wen siblings had done, he would be able to move them out of his “kill all Wens” plan. He hoped he would get a chance to thank them.

(Or maybe he’d let Yanli thank them for him; she was much better at that sort of thing.)

Then, after a moment of thought, Jiang Cheng’s body went slack again. He rested against the bed like a corpse. Unnaturally calm, Wei Wuxian gave a Jiang Yanli-style smile and began to explain.

“You’ve been asleep for a few days. You’re very weak right now. Come and eat something.”

Jiang Cheng didn’t move.

They had seen traces of it before, but it was becoming more and more obvious that Jiang Cheng would rather die than live on without his core. Slowly, his family and new friends crowded around him, trying to offer support.

Jiang Cheng thought it was rather stupid of them (he still had his core, after all), but opted against saying anything when a warm and fuzzy feeling began to spread across his chest.

“Jiang Cheng, come on. Eat.”

Wei Wuxian’s words were ignored. From there, the watchers were treated to a montage of Wei Wuxian’s continuous attempts. However, when the subject has no desire to live, it doesn’t matter how hard you try.

Time passed, yet Jiang Cheng didn’t move at all. He didn’t ask any questions, drink any water, or eat any food. It seemed that all he desired was death.

‘Well, if this doesn’t push Wei Wuxian into seaking out desperate measures, then nothing will,’ Wen Ruohan thought. ‘So then, little Patriarch, what is your solution to this?’

In some ways, a success here would be even more impressive than demonic cultivation.

(Wen Qing, who had spent years researching the topic and only made it as far as a theoretical transfer, watched intently for any clues she could find.)

Finally, Wei Wuxian caved in.

“Do you really want to die?” he asked, looking down.

“I can’t seek revenge even when I’m alive. Why shouldn’t I die? Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to turn into a ferocious ghost.”

“I know. I-I know,” he assured. “I wouldn’t do that. It’s just that he’s… right now he’s….”

He cut off, distracted by the absolute anguish spreading across Wei Wuxian’s face.

“You’ve undergone soul calming ceremonies since you were young. Even if you die, you won’t be able to turn into a ferocious ghost,” Wei Wuxian reminded him, pushing some more food forward.

“If I can’t seek revenge regardless of whether I’m dead or alive, then why would it matter which of the two I am?”

The last of Wei Wuxian’s resistance seemed to crumble before their eyes.

“You better not do anything stupid,” Jiang Cheng hissed at his brother.

Wei Wuxian tried to speak with him more, but, no matter what he said, Jiang Cheng refused to respond. For some time, Wei Wuxian sat by the bed, looking at him.

“You’re going to die of dehydration if you don’t drink soon,” Madam Yu growled, watching her stupid, stupid son gradually erode away. Without access to his core, Jiang Cheng couldn’t practice inedia.

If Wei Wuxian didn’t do something, Jiang Cheng was going to die.

“Sorry,” Jiang Cheng whispered, too soft for anyone to hear.

Then, Wei Wuxian slapped his knees and stood up, immediately moving to busy himself. The watchers flashed forward in time to evening, right as Wei Wuxian finished making a meal. Unfortunately, it was just as bright red as all of Wei Wuxian’s meals.

He set everything on the table, then spoke, “Get up. It’s time for dinner.”

Jiang Cheng ignored him.

The real version breathed out in frustration, annoyed at his other-self. Then again, he couldn’t even imagine losing his core. People who lost theirs had a high chance of committing suicidal.

The simulated Jiang Cheng, who had lost everything else too, had all the more reason to feel that way.

Wei Wuxian didn’t blink at Jiang Cheng’s reaction. Instead, he calmly picked up his chopsticks and smiled mischievously.

“If you don’t replenish your strength, how are we going to get back your golden core?”

At ‘golden core’ Jiang Cheng finally blinked.

Lan Wangji breathed out in a disbelieving half-laugh, “Of course he has something.”

“My…” in addition to not having had water in quite some time, the shock of Wei Wuxian’s words made it nearly impossible for Jiang Cheng to speak.

Jin Zixuan laughed, “I knew it. I knew he could do it!”

“Wei-xiong is just destined to attempt the impossible, isn’t he?”

“Or maybe he’s lying?” Lan Qiren suggested. “He would probably be willing to say anything if it meant Jiang Cheng would eat a little.”

“It would be proven wrong immediately,” Lan Xichen disagreed. “Besides, we know the future Jiang Wanyin has a golden core, so-”

“So that boy genuinely archived the impossible,” Madam Yu furnished. Despite the words, there wasn’t the slightest trace of annoyance or jealousy in her tone.

Wei Wuxian was once again doing the impossible for her son.

And it seemed like the simulated Jiang Cheng was starting to realize that as well.

“My core?” Jiang Cheng asked.

“That’s right. You didn’t hear a word wrong. I said we’re going to ‘get back your golden core.’”

Jiang Cheng moved his lips, speaking through a crackly, dry throat, “. You know how?”

Wen Qing stepped closer, unwilling to so much as blink on the off chance that she might miss something.

Finally, Wei Wuxian turned to face him.

“Did you forget who my mother was? Who Cangse Sanren studied under?”

“Studied under? Wait, then he-”

“. You mean…. You mean….” Jiang Cheng couldn’t even bring himself to say it.

Nie Mingjue laughed, “I guess if anyone could do that, it would be her.”

“It means I can take you to Baoshan Sanren’s mountain.”

For a brief moment, every mouth gaped open in shock.

“An immortal,” Jin Guangshan whispered. With a connection like that, Wei Wuxian was more than just a good investment — he was quite possibly the most valuable piece on the board.

Wei Wuxian wouldn’t lie about this, not now. He wouldn’t raise Jiang Cheng’s hope for nothing. Which meant he had a free ticket to a miracle from an immortal.

No one could speak.

“But…” Jiang Cheng whispered. “I thought you’d forgotten everything from your childhood.”

Remembering what Wei Wuxian had told Lan Wangji about his only memory of his parents, traces of suspicion began to slip back into several minds.

“I remember a few things,” Wei Wuxian responded vaguely. “Some phrases were repeated to me so many times that even I haven’t been able to forget them. I can still hear a woman’s voice repeating something to me, telling me a location and giving me instructions. The voice said that if I ever find myself in a hopeless situation, I can go up the mountain and ask the immortal for help.”

If it was Baoshan Sanren….

“That just might work,” Lan Qiren acknowledged.

Nie Huaisang laughed, “Wow, so the future you sorta owes Wei Wuxian your core, huh?”

“Wei Wuxian is the reason I lost it to begin with, it cancels out,” Jiang Cheng laughed back, too overjoyed to even pretend to be angry. If what they had seen of the 13-years-later future was true, then it absolutely, 100%, worked.

“He’s giving me his chance at a miracle?” Jiang Cheng wondered.

“Of course he is,” Jiang Yanli answered. “We’re siblings. You’re both willing to give up anything for each other.”

Although he didn’t say so out loud, Wen Ruohan wondered how much of Wei Wuxian’s decision was based on the last orders Madam Yu and Jiang Fengmian gave him.

(He thought he had failed to protect Jiang Cheng. If he was willing to do anything to fix it, then there was much more at play than a ‘sibling’ willing to sacrifice himself.)

(Then again, the Jiangs had truly sunken their teeth deep into Wei Wuxian. It was equally possible that the boy was genuinely doing this just because he cared.)

Wen Ruohan told himself to keep his mind open to the possibilities.

Regardless of the reason for Wei Wuxian’s offer, it was still enough to make Jiang Cheng roll out of bed. When he threw himself over the table, Wei Wuxian handed a bowl and a pair of chopsticks to him.

“I think he’s turning into you,” Jin Zixuan whispered, making Jiang Yanli laugh delightedly. It was all going to be fine; Wei Wuxian had a solution.

Of course he did. Sometimes, it seemed like he could do anything.

Lan Wangji stared in awe.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was hesitating, Wei Wuxian reiterated, “Eat. Either we talk while eating, or we sit in silence.”

Jiang Cheng immediately swept food into his mouth, powering through the overwhelming spice.

Seeing this, Madam Yu felt an earlier thought return anew: no one in the world was better for her son than Wei Wuxian. And to think she had spent years trying to separate them.

How was she supposed to talk to him now?

Once he confirmed that Jiang Cheng had started, Wei Wuxian felt comfortable explaining, “I’ll take you there in a few days.”

Wei Wuxian laughed, “What’s the rush for? Do you think a centuries old immortal will disappear in just a few days? It’ll take a few days because there are many taboos in place. If you anger the master, it’ll be over for both of us.”

Jiang Fengmian shook his head, gaping in awe, “I can’t believe he remembers all of those.”

“Wei-xiong’s memory makes absolutely no sense,” Nie Huaisang decided.

“You… are you lying to me?” Jiang Cheng asked, suspicion growing.

Instead of answering, Wei Wuxian took out a sack of purple cloth.

“Yunmeng Jiang fabric?” Madam Jin wondered aloud.

Eyes downcast, Wei Wuxian pursed his lips, then explained “I asked Wen Ning to find Madam Yu and Uncle Jiangs’ bodies. They’ve been… properly buried now. He also grabbed this for us.”

Disbelievingly, Jiang Fengmian slowly turned and bowed to Wen Qing, “Thank you. This is… a debt that can never be repaid.”

Jiang Cheng looked down, and found Jiang Fengmian’s hair ornament and a clarity bell inside the sack.

At the reminder of what had been lost, the watchers’ good mood fluctuated back and forth. Jiang Yanli was forced to look away, unable to stare at the reminder of her parents’ fates.

A clear stream of tears fell down Jiang Cheng’s cheeks. His breathing became fractured, and he slowly sank to his knees, bowing before the symbols of his parents.

Not speaking another word, Wei Wuxian joined him. He moved into position, bowing lowly out of respect for Madam Yu and the former Sect Leader Jiang.

In the presence of such a scene, no one could bring themselves to speak.

The world around them faded away.

Taking shallow breaths, Jiang Yanli quickly wiped her returning tears.

No one was quite sure what to feel. On one hand, things had reached an all-time low: Jiang Cheng’s core had been destroyed, something their glimpse at the further future had caused them to believe was impossible. Anger at the Wens, pity for Jiang Cheng, and embarrassment on Jiang Cheng’s part were all prevalent.

On the other hand, Wei Wuxian knew how to fix it.

“I keep forgetting that his Grandmaster is Baoshan Sanren,” Nie Mingjue laughed.

Xichen smiled as well, “I think we all forgot. It’s just so…”

“Unbelievable,” Wen Qing finished. “Considering that he has no connection to his father’s family, but has a free wish from Baoshan Sanren-”

“I know,” Madam Yu responded, cutting her off. Normally, Wen Qing would have been annoyed by that, but she understood. Of all the things both versions of Madam Yu had done, calling him “son of a servant” was probably the least important.

There was no reason for Wen Qing to press the matter.

Throughout the interaction, Wen Ruohan’s eyes remained glued on Wen Qing. Unlike the death-glares being given to the rest of the Wens, Wen Qing was being accepted without reservation.

There was a sound of shuffling, and then someone cleared their throat.

“Um… Everyone? Hi, um…. Are you… is it better now? Have you… I-”

“A-Xian,” Jiang Fengmian responded. “Thank you for contacting us again. Yes, we’re better now.”

Wei Wuxian was silent for a moment as he analyzed Jiang Fengmian’s voice, searching for a hint of hesitance, fear, or spiritual possession. Not finding anything, he breathed out a sigh of relief.

“That’s good — that’s great. I’m… I’m glad.”

In a complete reverse of last time, the watchers were fairly positive, while Wei Wuxian appeared uncomfortable. Though, given what had happened last time, they couldn’t blame him.

(Madam Yu looked down, her other-self’s last words to the boy echoing in her head.)

“The Concealment Zone Add-On is going pretty well,” Wei Wuxian explained, picking up energy. “When I visited the Lans a little while ago, I got the idea to use musical cultivation as a way to more easily manipulate the simulation. I tried it out, and it’s working fantastically! Wen Ning and I were practicing it earlier since he’s apparently going to need to be involved when we apply the Concealment Zone, so we put on a little performance for the kids. I played the dizi, and he used a fǒu. I even managed to get fourth-shidi to join in and play his eru. It was great!”

Remembering the Wei Wuxian in the flash forward — the one who had taken on an entire squadron with just a dizi — left the watchers stunned speechless for a moment.

After a long period of thought, Lan Qiren instructed, “Be careful. Manipulating that kind of energy is dangerous.”

Despite the disapproval, his tone was far from the uncaring condemnation most had expected.

“Yeah, I had a lot of trouble at first. Luckily, using the return message feature didn’t require much energy, and since then Mo Xuanyu has been really helping me out.”

“That explains it,” Madam Jin muttered. If Jiang Cheng was known for hunting demonic cultivations down, there would have to be a significant number of people who could use it in the future. With instructions from the Yiling Patriarch himself, it was no surprise that the real Wei Wuxian was learning demonic cultivation much earlier than his other-self had.

And, because the cultivation was needed to contact them, not even Lan Qiren could raise a fuss over it.

“Well, we’ll probably be done soon. Everyone in Lotus Pier has been super nice about it. They haven’t even really complained about the experiments and flute-playing!”

“And everyone else?”

“. You already know about the help Wen Ning is offering me. And the Lans have contacted me whenever they have questions, and the Nie Sect provided me with a lot of texts! It’s going great!”

If it hadn’t been for the pause before he spoke, they might have believed that.

It seemed the Lans were still distant, the Nie couldn’t provide much help, the Wens were trying to manipulate Wei Wuxian, and the Jins were too class-focused to listen to the son of a servant.

A sting bit at Madam Yu’s heart.

“So, anything I can do for you dearly beloved sect leaders?”

“Uh, yes?” Wei Wuxian responded, instantly regretting what he had just said. He had forgotten, for a moment, that Madam Yu was present as well.

He tensed apprehensively.

“I…” Madam Yu clenched her fists, nearly unable to speak. “I…”

More than one jaw dropped open.

“. I’m sorry, I-could you say that again?”

“I said, ‘I’m sorry.’ Are you deaf?”

“Right, right. No, it’s… um, there’s nothing for you to be sorry for?”

“Do you accept my apology or not?!”

“I do,” Wei Wuxian rushed to say through his confusion. “Um… I’m glad you’re all doing better?”

“About to be much better soon!” Nie Huaisang laughed, glancing at Jiang Cheng. As soon as Jiang Cheng’s core was back, they would be able to take the fight to the Wens.

Then, Huaisang clapped his hands together, “Oh, speaking of that-”

“Speaking of what?”

“Do you know where Baoshan Sanren’s mountain is?”

Several confused gazes flashed his way, and Wen Ruohan huffed a slight laugh. It seemed both he and Nie Huaisang weren’t entirely convinced by Wei Wuxian’s story.

A pause, and then “You need Baoshan Sanren?”

“Yup!” Huaisang lied through his teeth. “It’s really, really important.”

His skepticism couldn’t have been more clear.

“Actually, it is,” Jiang Fengmian countered, chuckling lightly.

“Super important,” Jin Zixuan added.

“It’ll shock Jiang Cheng to the core!”

“Oh, shut up!” JIang Cheng snapped at a laughing Huaisang. “Wei Wuxian, just tell us. Do you think you’d be able to find Baoshan Sanren’s mountain?”

The watchers might be joking around, but the fact that even Jiang Fengmian thought it was important made Wei Wuxian hesitate to say ‘no.’ There had been no objection regarding its importance, not even from the super-serious-don’t-know-the-meaning-of-the-word-’fun’ Lans present.

It seemed genuinely important.

If that was the case, then there was no way Wei Wuxian would give up before trying.

“W-well, I don’t know off the top of my head, but I could try going to some of the places my parents took me. I bet if I searched through them, I could find something. Maybe.”

After thinking it over for a moment, Huaisang accepted the explanation. He couldn’t figure out another way for Wei Wuxian to have helped himself remember. And, as Jiang Cheng did recover his core, there weren’t any other possibilities.

“I see. No need to look into it, I was just asking. Thank you, Wei-xiong!”

“. Sure. Anything else?”

“Just one thing,” Wen Ruohan’s grin widened. “I need you to pass a message along. Tell my son that Wen Ning can invite you to Qishan if you need any of our resources. It would be nice for you two to get closer.”

“Thank you, Your Excellency. I’ll tell him. Since it seems like you got things figured out, I might go back to checking in every few segments. Would that be okay?”

“I.. wait, A-Xian don-”

“Is there something wrong?” Wen Ruohan asked. “If you’re not feeling well, you’re always welcome to leave.”

The watchers froze. If they objected too much, Wen Ruohan was willing to walk out of the simulation and start the Sunshot Campaign immediately.

“. No, nothing,” Jiang Fengmian answered hesitantly. “. Checking in every few days is fine.”

“I am…. Stay safe, A-Xian.”

The exact opposite of his other-self’s last words to the boy.

His voice vanished.

Wringing her hands together, Wen Qing turned and said, “Your Excellency, my brother-”

“Shouldn’t be spending so much time away from Qishan,” Wen Ruohan explained. “If he and Wei Wuxian need our resources, then who am I to deny them? Though, I must commend you on a job well done.”

“If it weren’t for you, Wei Wuxian might have died there, and demonic cultivation would never have been invented,» Wen Ruohan explained, smiling without a trace of his earlier anger. «The relationship you and Wen Ning have formed with Wei Wuxian could be instrumental to the future of the Wen Clan.”

And now, he was keeping Wen Ning in Qishan so that Wen Xu could watch carefully for any sign of betrayal.

“And of course, should anything happen to those two, I’m sure you’ll want to be nearby. Neither of us want Wen Ning or Wei Wuxian to be damaged.”

‘But you would hurt them, if it meant punishing Wen Qing?’ Lan Qiren thought. ‘Or do your plans regarding Wei Wuxian involve him being hurt regardless, and you want to make sure the best doctor in the world is on standby to keep him safe?’

Either way, Wen Qing heard the threat loud and clear.

(Wen Ruohan had thought long and hard about this. On one hand, Wen Qing’s actions meant wringing her neck would be too merciful a punishment. On the other, who else could he trust with Wei Wuxian’s health?)

(And, if he happened to change his mind later, there would be nowhere for Wen Qing to run.)

Jiang Yanli cast a nervous glance between Wen Qing and Wen Ruohan. Before, it had seemed inevitable that Wen Qing and Wen Ning would be kicked out of the Wen Clan, if not killed for their treason. That created a simple line dividing Wen Qing from Wen Ruohan.

But instead, Wen Ruohan had strengthened her family’s ties to the main branch, and made it so that, when they got out, it would be extremely likely that Wen Ning would be in Qishan.

Wen Qing couldn’t leave without Wen Ruohan knowing, and she wouldn’t be able to get Wen Ning out of Qishan before he found them. It wasn’t quite a hostage situation — Wen Xu didn’t know why Wen Ning was under watch, and Wen Ning had no reason to betray the sect — but it was skirting the edge so closely that the smallest tap would cause it to fall.

If she wanted to ensure her brother was safe (and away from Qishan), she would have to leave now.

But then her questions would remain unanswered.

Baoshan Sanren was going to do what she couldn’t. In all her years of study, all Wen Qing had been able to theorize was how to transfer cores, not make new ones. She briefly considered that Wei Wuxian might have chosen to do that, but quickly rejected the idea. Wei Wuxian might be able to kidnap an enemy with a suitable core, and she was fairly confident that the operation was painless and perfectly safe for person receiving it. However, when it came to the person giving the core, she wasn’t so certain. If the patient needed to be kept awake or if she couldn’t use anesthetics (two very likely possibilities in her untested theory), then it would be impossible for the donor to make it through the operation — especially if they were unwilling.

They would die, and then Jiang Cheng would die. His future self was alive, so Baoshan Sanren had restored his core.

But was finding out about Baoshan Sanren’s medical abilities really worth risking her brother’s life?

No, of course not.

But she still didn’t know how Wen Ning died.

For the longest time, she had thought Wei Wuxian hunted him down to add him to his ghost army. She didn’t know why, and she didn’t know how, but that had seemed certain.

She couldn’t leave until she knew how her brother died.

Wen Qing looked away, conceding to her sect leader’s desires.

The interaction between Wen Qing and Wen Ruohan did not go unnoticed by the other watchers; Huaisang felt that it was time to switch topics.

“Say, now that we know that the whole ‘Wei Wuxian is responsible for the fall of Yunmeng’ thing is wrong, how much do we believe the other things that group said?”

“It wasn’t technically false,” Lan Wangji pointed out. “Wei Ying made the right decision, but it’s not as though the people we heard at the beginning were intentionally lying.”

“But… you don’t really think he killed A-Jie, do you?” Jiang Cheng asked. “I mean… if nothing else, you love him. Why would you suggest that?”

Lan Wangji jumped at that statement, hating at the way his budding, uncertain feelings were treated like an inevitable fact. The invasiveness of the situation was grating him.

“Demonic cultivation corrupts,” Lan Qiren answered. “All of us know that he would never choose to do something like that, but he obviously thinks that the power demonic cultivation offers is worth it. I won’t condemn him for being tempted by the opportunity for revenge, but that doesn’t change the fact that the things he does as a result of the corruption are his fault.”

“Besides,” Lan Xichen added solemnly. “When we first learned about it, it was from his point of view. He was remembering the things people said, and had no defense.”

Nie Huaisang hummed, thinking that over, and the Jiangs clenched their fists.

“Still,” Wen Ruohan laughed. “You wouldn’t have won otherwise.”

“We don’t know that-”

“I think we do,” he disagreed. “They said the Yiling Patriarch was an ally of the sects during the Sunshot Campaign. If everyone reviles him, and yet he’s still considered a major contributor, then he did so much that no one could deny it.”

After a pause, Lan Xichen stood up, “In this world, we won’t need to resort to demonic cultivation. In that world, we did. However, we also know why Wei Wuxian felt pressured into that. Rather than blaming him, it seems more appropriate to consider how you caused its creation.”

“I may have prompted it, but unlike all of you, Wei Wuxian knew this was coming.”

“And then he fixed it,” Jin Ziuan added. “Once Wei Wuxian invents demonic cultivation, you don’t stand a chance!”

“He won’t need it in this world, but he still succeeded there,” Lan Wangji added.

Madam Yu huffed, “A-Cheng losing his core was the worst thing you could have possibly done, and Wei Wuxian managed to fix even that. After this, things will inevitably get better.”

“It can’t get worse than this,” Jiang Fengmian agreed. “We’ll only go up from here.”

They knew Wei Wuxian killed Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan, so the Wens wouldn’t touch them. They knew Lan Wangji wasn’t sect leader, so Xichen would survive. They knew Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng would turn out stronger than ever. They knew Wei Wuxian died later, so the Wens wouldn’t hurt him again. The narrative showed a build in tension, so the scenes were probably arranged to escalate. What could possibly be worse than losing your core?

The watchers were confident that from here on out, it could only get better.

(Nie Huaisang thought back to his seventeen year old friend trying to fight the world, and decided he wasn’t so sure of that.)

Notes:

You obviously don’t have to agree with me, but I thought I could try and explain my thought process for what I wanted to show. MXTX revealed Jiang Cheng’s sacrifice right at the end of the book. This shows who Jiang Cheng was: no matter what happened between them afterwards, there was a time in which Jiang Cheng loved Wei Wuxian. He’s not the villain, and probably won’t continue chasing Wei Wuxian down/hunting demonic cultivators. It also shows us how much Jiang Cheng has developed: he doesn’t try to tell Wei Wuxian what he did because, after everything that’s happened, he knows it doesn’t matter anymore. I appreciate and understand that, but I felt like my story didn’t need those things because the watchers can just talk to the real/adult Jiang Cheng once they get out; there’s no point.

On the other hand, the core transfer reveal is done where it is because that’s where MXTX thought it would leave the strongest impact. We’re getting unending disasters now, so everyone’s subconsciously preparing for the worst. On the other hand, after the second siege of burial mounds, we’re somewhat lured into a false sense of security. This makes the reveal that much more heartbreaking. I like it this way, so I’m leaving that where it is. 🙂

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Always Eyes Watching You by beeabeeon49

Summary

“Well that’s mental,” Theon stated. “It’s a prank.” A pause. They stared at each other. He cleared his throat. “A prank. Who d’you think? One of Rickon’s friends?” Silence.

Or, out of either a bout of insanity or complete loss of originality, the author decides it’s a good idea for the modern au characters to watch the Game of Thrones.

Watching Origins by orphan_account

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary

Pretty much the whole entire class watching Origins part 1 and 2. Reveal fic.

Secrets that May Save the Universe by Rey129

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Summary

Everything goes odd for UA’s class 1-A when they, along with a few of their teachers, wake up in a weird pocket dimension. Turns out that their universe is facing the possibility of destruction and a being known as the Gatekeeper decided to step in to provide them information that’ll help them tip the odds more in their favor. How does this being plan to do that? Well, by showing them an anime from another reality that’s based on their own, of course.

Or: 1-A has to watch Boku no Hero Academia.

Trollhunters Watching their Show by Shad0ish

Summary

They slayed Bular and survived the play, but so much more is ahead.

Lucky for the Trollhunters, someone is offering them a chance to take a look.

Now if only they hadn’t brought their parents and teachers along for the ride.

Voltron watches Voltron: Legendary Defender by SofyreNeko

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Summary

People across the universe heard of Voltron’s win against the galra. What happens when one of those planets decides they want to help them?
And what better way to do so by giving a head’s up when they where younger.

( OR Voltron characters watch they own show. Yes, a Watching Voltron because I can’t find enough of these)

Watching My Hero Academia by Tsuyaki

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Summary

Class 1A, the U.A. faculty, Sir Nighteye, the Big 3, and Detective Tsukauchi watch «My Hero Academia.»

Series

Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

Class 1-A Fighting Their Past and Present by IzuochaRay

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Summary

One day, Midoriya finds a mysterious box with the words ‘My Hero Academia’ on it outside of Class 1-A’s dormitory. What happens when opening the strange box, Class 1-A finds out that inside is an anime about their lives?

What happens when many secrets get revealed.

Series

The Paladins View The Future by Vigilant_Schemer

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Summary

The Paladins of Voltron (plus Allura and Coran) get the chance to view the future to hopefully save some lives.

Characters Watch Carmen Sandiego (2019) by GurgleQueen

Fandoms: Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019)

Summary

Carmen and her team as well as a few others are dragged into a theater to watch the future.

(Reposting from wattpad, I post the chapters there first.)

Watching Mo Dao Zu Shi by antaekku884

Summary

Wei Ying is already at his most peaceful times but he knows that he will always be some what a delinquent to the eyes of both the cultivational clans and its common people whether he like it or not. So he yearns to clean his name and the heavens have heard it.

or; my weak wacky attempt at a summary of a Mo Dao Zu Shi «Characters Watching The Show»

¿Este es el Patriarca de Yiling?-MDZS by Sutcliff_1985

Summary

La sonrisa que les muestra todos los días en realidad es una máscara, una representación muy bien ensayada que permite esconder todo el dolor de su pasado.

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Si no has leído la novela contiene SPOILER

«Well, this sucks. » by Usnavi_Heights

Fandoms: High School Story (Visual Novel), Choices: High School Story: Class Act (Visual Novel), High School Story (Video Game)

Summary

Everyone got transported to a weird, white room. The students and faculty looked around in confusion. Where were they?

«You are in my theatre,» a voice said.

«Your theatre looks pretty! But, uh, why are we here, Mr. Galaxy Man?»

Series

What Once Was, And What Will Be by Monkeygirl77

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Summary

Aᴍᴏʀ sɪɴ ғɪɴ (AU MDZS, Viaje en el tiempo) by ADN_98

Summary

Trece años después desde la muerte de Wei WuXian, su alma no fue encontrada. El ritual de sacrificio falló. Desafortunadamente Mo Xuanyu se ve en la obligación de cumplir con sus deseos, él mismo; claro que cuenta con la ayuda de personas, con quienes terminaron desenmascarando las atrocidades cometidas por Jin GuangYao.

Tiempo después quienes murieron vuelven a la vida, no obstante, el Patriarca de Yiling no. Entonces, alguien llega y les muestra los verdaderos crímenes de Wei WuXian, por medio de un conjuro.

Huíyì, consiste en extraer una copia de los recuerdos del individuo. Se puede manipular a su antojo, de manera que podrá rebobinar hasta llegar a un punto en que la persona aún no ha tomado conciencia propia para almacenar algún recuerdo.

En resumen, es volver al pasado de los recuerdos, tomar partes que desee y exponerlos.

Entonces llega el arrepentimiento.

Wei WuXian no murió en el asedio a Túmulos Funerarios, sin embargo, llegó a un lugar que jamás imaginó. Una nueva oportunidad, una nueva vida, un nuevo comienzo para curar las heridas.

¿Qué sucederá cuando aquellos quienes formaron parte de su vida ‘pasada’ aparezcan en su nueva vida, afirmándole que todo ha cambiado?

Series

Parental Truth by ILikeReading101

Summary

Six months after the events at Guanyin Temple, the entire cultivation world falls unconscious, only to be greeted by the presence of eight people, all of who are supposed to be dead.

«I am disgusted by this cultivation world. So, with the help of my maternal figure, we’ve done this to show you the truth,»

Suddenly, the words ‘Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation’ show up on the white screen, the entire cultivation world looking straight towards Wei WuXian, who raised his hands in defense, «She just confessed and you all are still blaming me!!’

Watching Him Learn to Live by Anonymous

Fandoms: Re:ゼロから始める異世界生活 | Re:Zero Starting Life in Another World (Anime)

Summary

On the way to the city for a friendly night out, Subaru and his companions are faced with a strange fog. Fearing the worst, they prepare for battle only to find themselves whisked away to a strange room. An even stranger voice informs them that the only way to escape is to watch the past in all its confusing glory. It’s a task that seems easy enough, if they can get Subaru to stop panicking.

A ‘characters watch the anime’ type of fic because it’s my guilty pleasure trope and there can never be enough of them.

I’m supposed to be working on other fics for my followers but here I am, anonymous, so they don’t yell at me.

School Reacts to Koro Sensei Quest by TheSteinsGateFormula

Fandoms: Assassination Classroom

Summary

After leaving the time-bubble with a united mission to stop the apocalypse and not mess up the timeline, Class E and their new friends from the Main Campus are ready to save the world.

. Then, Future-Ritsu tried to promote her new anime series Koro Sensei Quest since the producers cancelled it, and things kind of just went off the rails and became a trainwreck again.

But, at least this time around they have better protein bars.

*Sequel to School watches Assassination Classroom*

Series

Disclosed Regrets by HuaisangsIntellect

Summary

One typical, vanilla morning, the entirety of the cultivation world awaken in a strange room resembling that of the Burial Mounds. Wei Wuxian, as usual, is the prime suspect for their mysterious appearance. Although.

«A-Xian!» «Wei Ying!» «Wei Wuxian!»

What entity transported them into that strange room, and for what purpose? And someone PLEASE explain to Jiang Wanyin why Wen Ruohan is having the time of his life right now.

And most importantly, why are both Wei Wuxian’s past AND thoughts being broadcasted to everyone? And why, for the last time, are all of the supposedly-dead people (including the bad guys) alive again?

(Or: The characters of Mo Dao Zu Shi watch Mo Dao Zu Shi)

Series

we show you our sadness so you dont have to go through it by imjustheretoreadmdzsbooks

Summary

lan wangji and wei wuxian want to make a happy world so they spent years working on a plan to change the world by showing the past what went wrong also sorry its rushed i wanted to start on the watching

I Will Make an Effort to Change the Genre / Я приложу все усилия, чтобы изменить жанр

Год выпуска: 2018

Количество глав: 188

Выпуск: завершён

Альтернативное название: 장르를 바꿔보도록 하겠습니다

Я оказалась в теле персонажа романа, который мне нравился.

Эгоистичная тётя-злодейка, оскорбляющая юного главного героя (своего племянника).

В любом случае, согласно оригинальной истории, мой племянник в скором времени должен покинуть мои объятия.

Ощущая сострадание, я старалась хорошо заботиться о нём, пока мы не расстались…

Как и в оригинальной истории, за ребёнком приехал его красивый дядя.

– Я понимаю, что это является неуважением к Вам, которая до этого момента воспитывала Луку, но могу я забрать Луку в Винтервальд?

Конечно! – я собиралась устроить свою спокойную жизнь, потратив выданные мне деньги, но в этот момент мой племянник вдруг обнял меня за талию и закричал:

Почему я вдруг стала твоей мамой?

О переменах на английском языке (Intermediate)

Сегодня мы говорим о переменах (change) на английском языке. Как всегда, текст к видео доступен в формате PDF по ссылке выше. Уровень диалога B1-B2. Прослушать аудиоверсию выпуска можно в наших подкастах на Яндекс Музыка и Apple Podcasts. Будем рады вашим комментариям и лайкам. Подписывайтесь на наш канал!

Как работать с диалогом?

О переменах на английском языке

(1) Do you like change? — Тебе нравятся перемены?

Not always, but sometimes it’s very useful for our life to change something in order to move on.

(2) What’s the biggest change you’ve made in your life? Was it good / bad? — Какое самое большое изменение вы сделали в своей жизни? Хорошо / плохо?

Once I changed my job. It was a wrong decision because my new job was much worse. The good change was that I got married and moved into a new apartment.

(3) Are you good at dealing with change? — Вы хорошо справляетесь с переменами?

I am always trying to do my best. But it depends on change.

(4) Do you think change is important? — Вы думаете, что изменения важны?

Yes, I do. People need changes in order to develop themselves and their lives. You can’t do this if you don’t try. The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

(5) What is the biggest change this world needs? — Какое самое большое изменение нужно этому миру?

I think the governments of all countries should pay more attention to what people really need.

(6) What things in your life would you hate to change? — Что бы вы не хотели изменить в своей жизни?

I don’t want to go back to the office. I like working from home.

(7) What three things about your past would you like to change? — Какие три вещи в своем прошлом вы хотели бы изменить?

I would have read more books in my childhood. I would have started dancing earlier. And I would have visited more countries before the Corona crisis.

(8) What advice would you give to someone who hates change? — Какой совет вы бы дали тем, кто ненавидит перемены?

Relax and enjoy changes because everything will be fine.

(9) What happens to people who find it difficult to change? — Что происходит с людьми, которым трудно измениться?

They lose opportunities to make their life better and see how different everything can be. I think that changes are always for the best.

(10) Can you teach someone to accept and like change? — Можете ли вы научить кого-то принимать и любить перемены?

No, I can’t and don’t want to.

Anya —-> Rinat

(1) Is the world changing faster than before? — Мир меняется быстрее, чем раньше?

Yes it is. Technology is developing so fast nowadays. They influence our life and make the world change faster as well.

(2) How do old and young people cope with change? — Как пожилые и молодые люди справляются с переменами?

I think that age is not so important. Old people might like or be afraid of changes as well as young people. It depends on what kind of change it is.

(3) What is the biggest change you’d like to make to your life? — Какое самое большое изменение вы хотели бы внести в свою жизнь?

I would like to build a country house and live there. I am so tired of the hectic city life sometimes. I hope one day I will do this.

(4) Why are some people better than others at dealing with change? — Почему одни люди лучше других справляются с изменениями?

It depends on the person and his character. Some people are pretty conservative and don’t like when something changes in their life. The others accept changes easily and really enjoy them.

(5) What has changed in your life compared to ten years ago? — Что изменилось в вашей жизни по сравнению с тем, что было десять лет назад?

I became older and smarter. Now my vision of life is pretty much different than it was ten years ago.

(6) Is change always good? — Всегда ли перемены хороши?

Not always of course. That’s why it’s so difficult sometimes to change something. Never know what can happen.

(7) What has been your biggest life-changing event? — Что стало для вас самым большим событием, изменившим вашу жизнь?

I think that my wedding has changed my life quite a lot. It was a good life-changing event.

(8) What would you like to change about yourself? — Что бы вы хотели изменить в себе?

I don’t know. There are some bad things about my character that I am always trying to change. But it’s not so easy.

(9) How has your society changed in the past decade? — Как изменилось ваше общество за последнее десятилетие?

It became less educated. I can see it clearly in young people. I think we need to change our education system.

(10) What will change in the future? — Что изменится в будущем?

A lot of things can change in the future. I hope most of these changes will be good.

Want Your Kids to Change the World? Start by Volunteering

6 ways to get your kids involved in your community.

These indicators should be enough to encourage schools and parents to initiate opportunities for children and teens to devote their time, energy, and creativity to their local community. Finding a cause isn’t tough; tons of opportunities exist and organizations need, socially conscious and motivated volunteers.

Sep’Tish Riley believes volunteering changed her life. «I realized how many skills I was gaining at the same time helping others. The Show Me Cost Rica Project project taught me to become more flexible, open-minded, and self-aware in my daily actions to remain a positive role model for the students who would come after me. After traveling to Costa Rica during my Junior year of high school, I was inspired to study abroad in college. After graduating from Vashon High School, I began college at Kalamazoo College where I studied abroad in Costa Rica for a whole trimester. The volunteerism that was instilled in me during this project inspired me to start a volunteer English club for Costa Rican youth. I will be graduating from Kalamazoo College this year and without a doubt, this project helped open my mind to what I was capable of achieving as a leader at a young age.»

Kenan Pala, a San Diego middle schooler, decided enough was enough when it came to his region’s homelessness problem. With support from his closest influencers, he not only raised funds and arranged meals for shelters, but he broke a world record for the most cereal donation at a single event.

Piggybacking on his remarkable success, Pala took his passion a step further in early 2017 and founded Kids4Community, a nonprofit to rally others like him into service. Not only does his story illustrate just how worthwhile volunteering is, but it also proves how far-reaching one child’s dreams of a better world can be.

But not all kids realize that they can make a mark. Consequently, they deserve an education at home and in the classroom about the moral, ethical, and personal importance of helping others. Below are some great ways to start giving kids perspective on their innate power to create positive social change.

1. Allow them to see the realities of the world.

The world isn’t all celebrity memes and cat videos. In fact, its underside can be quite shocking. Many children have no concept of their good fortune to live in a comfortable home rather than on the streets or in other dangerous places.

While it’s not necessary to scare children, moms and dads can still help them gain a better perspective on how they can use their resources to assist their less fortunate peers. Serving a meal at a local soup kitchen can open children’s eyes to the human needs that exist right in their own backyard.

2. Work with children to discover a cause they can get behind.

Children, like adults, have their preferred activities: sports, reading, technology, academics, music, arts, politics, animals. Parents and teachers can initiate discussions to figure out how young people can transfer their leanings into volunteering activities.

A child interested in the lives of others could focus volunteer energy on chipping away at poverty and hunger. Or a teenager with a gift for athletics could work with underprivileged youngsters to teach teamwork and sports skills.

3. Encourage your child to start a school-based community service organization.

Some schools actively embrace student-run organizations. Even if your child’s school doesn’t, urge him or her to see whether it’s a possibility. Most schools have, Red Cross Clubs are available in middle and high schools, allowing students to learn leadership skills while participating at local American Red Cross chapter events and on related projects. Likewise, Key Clubs run by dedicated school administrators or instructors can become catalysts for volunteering and fundraising.

4. Get the family involved in the process.

Children emulate their parents’ and siblings’ actions. If the whole family gets involved in a volunteer project, it increases a child’s natural interest in social causes. In fact, a young person whose family volunteers are nearly two times more likely than another kid to do likewise.

5. Provide children with home responsibilities.

Volunteering begins in the home with chores. Not only does taking out the garbage, doing the laundry, or washing the dishes teach responsibility and manners, but it boosts self-esteem. Studies show that kids who grew up with work of their own exhibit improved confidence and time management skills.

6. Make volunteering a creative experience.

Craft projects are an excellent way to volunteer because they allow even introverted children and teens to participate. Making handmade cards for seniors and veterans or constructing fleece blankets for hospitalized children may seem like modest tasks, but they make a big impact. Plus, youngsters begin to associate volunteering with positivity, enthusiasm, and fun.

A community does not build itself; that duty belongs to society, especially young people excited to enhance their surroundings. The best way to make the world a stronger, more loving place is by teaching our kids the importance of giving their time and skills to help others.

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The Characters of MDZS Watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by emma_screams

Summary

What happens when a suspicious letter was sent to all the clans, inviting them to an appointed location to learn about the truth of thirteen years ago and now? Will the Yiling Patriarch finally get the justice he seeks? Will Hanguang-Jun lose some of his regret? Will Jiang Cheng find the peace he desperately needs? And will the other Sect Leaders finally realize what a piece of shit they are get the faceslapping they deserve?

But most importantly, will Wei Wuxian allow a drunk Lan Zhan to be viewed by the public?

Find out in the epic series of the characters watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation!

Watching YiLing patriarch’s Memories by ChaoticClara

Summary

After thirteen years, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian are happily married. But, one thing bothers Lan Wangji. He notices his husband is not truly happy because of the past. He decided to work on a secret plan to make their past selves watch Wei Ying’s memories. Future WangXian couple meets their young selves and of course a very angry Lan QiRen.

Series

Wishes that Come True by tinitin

Summary

The Yiling Patriarch was infamous for his endless sins. There is nothing evil that the Yiling Patriarch had not committed. He had stolen virgins from their beds in the dead of night to deflower them. He had stolen infants from their cribs to devour them and replenish his power. All the illness of the world could be pinpointed to him, the demon that roamed the world.

However, the virtuous Hanguang-Jun, Lan Wangji, had pointed the blade of his famous sword, Bichen, at the elders of the Lan Sect. For whom did he unsheathe his sword for? None other than the infamous Yiling Patriarch, Wei Wuxian. Now he kneels before members of the Lan Sect to accept his punishment of thirty-three whips. One for each elder injured.

(Or, Wei Wuxian’s «sins» are revealed to the Cultivation World.)

Sweet Incense by JaQueen

Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)

Summary

Lan Qiren uses an ancient heirloom to reveal the truth of the past so the Sect Leaders can see the evidence of what happened with the blade spirit and he can prove to himself if he was right in his judgement of Wei Wuxian. None of this goes as planned when instead of proving or disproving the crimes of the Jin Guangyao the assembly is forced to witness the Tragedy of the Yiling Patriarch when the artifact decides more information is needed.

Wen Ruohan’s Favorite Live Reality Television Show by tinitin

Summary

“Then the Wen Sect will prepare it!”

Wei Wuxian couldn’t comprehend how grabbing the Lan Sect’s ribbon could escalate to marriage. Wei Wuxian had to wonder whose marriage it would be. “Who’ll be the lucky bride and groom, Sect Leader Wen?”

“Why, you and Lan Wangji of course.”

In other words, Wen Ruohan’s bored, so what could be better than planning out a cut-sleeve wedding in the middle of the archery competition?

Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

Chenqing: To Give A Full Account by charmandheaven

Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)

Summary

A ‘Characters Watches The Series fic’ but with only two scenes: Phoenix Mountain Hunt soulmate scene and End Of Yiling Date scene.

the truth untold by periwinkle520

Summary

“Don’t touch anything!” Sizhui warned them but he was a little too late.
Jingyi already pushed a random button which has the word Wangxian (2) beside it.

«Isn’t it what you wanted. Everyday means everyday.»

Wei Wuxian froze on his spot hearing the familiar line. The cultivators who were blaming Wei Wuxian just a second ago also stopped when they saw the screen show a man in black robes pinned down by the esteemed man in white. Their faces a centimeter apart from each other

Lan Wangji moved slightly to let their lips touch but Wei Wuxian lifted his face to dodge him.
«Call me Gege.»
«. «
«Call me Gege. I’ll let you kiss me if you do.»

«AHH. MAKE THAT STOP!!» Wei Wuxian shrieked in panic.
«I DON’T KNOW HOW. » Lan Jingyi also shrieked equally as loud as Wei Wuxian.
Lan Sizhui (whose parents’ make out session is about to be broadcasted) stepped in to help his friend. He scanned the object for a second and pushed the button placed separately among the others. The screen now shows a big circle on it.

Or,
Another ‘MDZS characters watching MDZS’ fanfic.

Your Tragedy, Your Song by Grace_ShadowWolf (TaubeLePigeon)

Summary

Darkness falls on Nightless City during the QishanWen Discussion Conference.

The Sects are forced to watch prophecies that not only foretell of a near future, but also expose one’s deepest secrets.

Though, they don’t know why these prophecies are told through songs.

Series

a chance for change by Starlit_Dreaming

Fandoms: 어느날 공주가 되어버렸다 | Who Made Me A Princess (Webcomic)

Summary

Athanasi only wanted to beat 2nd sister Attheia by proving that he was better at magic than her and impressing their parents. How the hell was he supposed to know that he would accidentally end up causing a diverging timeline and dragging his baby sister Erica into it?

His parents were going to kill him.

// A «Characters Watching Their Series» AU ft. Lucathy Kids

hindsight by wenkexing

Summary

traducción al español: https://www.wattpad.com/story/268041190-retrospectiva-mdzs-au

Fate is a fickle mistress by Liu Su Mian Hua (Applesmylife123)

Summary

The Cultivational world was in an uproar.
Why?
Because of the appearance of a mysterious women-
Who claimed to be able to show the future

Or basically a «Watching the future» fic for Scum Villain

Spanish translations are here and here

Disclosed Regrets by HuaisangsIntellect

Summary

One typical, vanilla morning, the entirety of the cultivation world awaken in a strange room resembling that of the Burial Mounds. Wei Wuxian, as usual, is the prime suspect for their mysterious appearance. Although.

«A-Xian!» «Wei Ying!» «Wei Wuxian!»

What entity transported them into that strange room, and for what purpose? And someone PLEASE explain to Jiang Wanyin why Wen Ruohan is having the time of his life right now.

And most importantly, why are both Wei Wuxian’s past AND thoughts being broadcasted to everyone? And why, for the last time, are all of the supposedly-dead people (including the bad guys) alive again?

(Or: The characters of Mo Dao Zu Shi watch Mo Dao Zu Shi)

Series

The Other Worldly Encounters? by York_Bronte

Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), Mo Dao Zu Shi

Summary

Being the head cultivator came with a lot of responsibilities and also headaches and one of them is the discussion conference and the socialization that both Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian hated and wanted to avoid. But this discussion conference takes an interesting turn and they are introduced to a voice that claims that it is from different world and will introduce their counterparts to them. The cultivators are confused and amused by what they see.
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A fanfic which I really wanted to read but was missing, where the characters of the book react to their series and the actors that play them. The chaos and fun ensues.

Tian Guan Ci Fu- Watching Past and Future by ChaoticClara

Summary

Characters watch the future fanfic.

Series

All Your Steps Revealed by mouse_on_the_prowl

Summary

ALTERNATIVELY: Luo Binghe and (the man who has definitely always been) Shen Qingqiu’s marital bliss is interrupted by an evil system with plans to expose Shen Qingqiu’s past.

OR JUST: The one where they watch the show and Revelations are had.

we show you our sadness so you dont have to go through it by imjustheretoreadmdzsbooks

Summary

lan wangji and wei wuxian want to make a happy world so they spent years working on a plan to change the world by showing the past what went wrong also sorry its rushed i wanted to start on the watching

Tragedy That Befall Upon Us by xoxoholic

Summary

«Hey! What’s this?» Jin Ling yelled, pointing at the glowing, black and red orb. Jiang Wanyin marched over to Jin Ling, but the young Jin sect leader had already touched the orb.

«Jin Ling!» Jiang Wanyin yelled in anger. If his golden core was not sealed, then Zidian would be cackling furiously.

«..Oops?» Jin Ling sheepishly smiled as he hid behind his friends. Lan Jingyi laughed at Jin Lings predicament while Lan Sizhui sighed. Ouyang Zizhen laughed with Lan Jingyi in amusement before he was hit in the back of his head by his father.

A Change in Fate by Vaeryn3947

Summary

Wei WuXian is still struggling to free himself from Gusu. he is having complicated feelings about the entire situation, for his love of Lan Wangji definitely still persists, but he knows that he is not worthy, despite Lan Zhan’s own feelings. His care for the juniors also poses a problem. Yet, not too long after he and Lan Wangji separate when Jiang Cheng finds him and uses that blasted puppy on him, before Jin Ling can even enter the room, they find themselves in an abandoned cave. Wei Ying recognizes the cave instantly, but before much else can be done he rushes over to Lan Wangji, noting that he is there, before he realizes, he was most certainly not the only person in the room.

Series

Saiki K Watching the Show by Wantonpickle

Fandoms: 斉木楠雄のΨ難 | Saiki Kusuo no Sai-nan | The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Summary

The Saiki K cast and the whole students from the academy were thrown in an unfamiliar place as they were forced to watch something. Unfortunately for Saiki, it was a show about his life. He then later on quickly decided that this was going to be the worst day of his life.

This fic has no romance whatsoever and it’s purely filled with Saiki’s friendship with others.

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Seeing the Would Haves, Should Haves and Always Been’s by GET_THE_FUCK_OUT_OF_MY_LIFE for FlautistsandPeonies

Summary

Now keep in mind that while I can come up with good ideas, I’m not all that good at putting them down into cohesive dialogue and making sure it flows together. I will do my best to make the writing as cohesive and put together as I can make it without a beta reader and I hope whoever reads this enjoys. Comments are welcome as they let me know if the story is working and the readers like it or not. Criticism is welcome but flames are not. If you have advice you want to share with me, you’re welcome to leave it in the comments alright bye!

Series

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Saiki K Watching the Show by Wantonpickle

Fandoms: 斉木楠雄のΨ難 | Saiki Kusuo no Sai-nan | The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Summary

The Saiki K cast and the whole students from the academy were thrown in an unfamiliar place as they were forced to watch something. Unfortunately for Saiki, it was a show about his life. He then later on quickly decided that this was going to be the worst day of his life.

This fic has no romance whatsoever and it’s purely filled with Saiki’s friendship with others.

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Past MDZS watch the future by qiao_wy

Summary

three(3) years after Wei Wuxian’s death, everyone in the cultivation world we’re doing their daily life routine, until beaming late came out of nowhere to teleport some of the people from the cultivation world into an unknown room, the room was big though, it could fit the entire population of the four(4) great sects
the people got teleported to their sits, and then a lady came out of nowhere
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Save us from each other by Solbjork

Summary

We suspect that you all are well confused about what is happening, but rest assured, nothing bad is happening, quite on the contrary. We have trapped you in the cave to show you something of utmost importance. We are not planning to hurt any of you, but rather give you a warning.

The future is dark and we have decided to do everything in our power to change it in our favor. Therefore, we are going to show you the future.

Sincerely…” Wei Wuxian’s voice trailed off.

Jiang Yanli took note, “A-Xian? What is it?” Wei Wuxian met her eyes, then looked over at the Lan Clan, meeting Lan Wangji’s eyes, having recognized him on the gossip of his jaded face and lack of emotion.

“Sincerely,” Wei Wuxian continued, “Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian.”

Or the characters watch their show.

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Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura

Summary

«We could change everything!» they shouted simultaneously.

For better or worse, only time will tell.

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The Characters of MDZS Watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation by emma_screams

Summary

What happens when a suspicious letter was sent to all the clans, inviting them to an appointed location to learn about the truth of thirteen years ago and now? Will the Yiling Patriarch finally get the justice he seeks? Will Hanguang-Jun lose some of his regret? Will Jiang Cheng find the peace he desperately needs? And will the other Sect Leaders finally realize what a piece of shit they are get the faceslapping they deserve?

But most importantly, will Wei Wuxian allow a drunk Lan Zhan to be viewed by the public?

Find out in the epic series of the characters watching the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation!

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Kuroko no REACT by reddieweeb

Fandoms: Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko’s Basketball

Summary

While doing their daily lives the characters of Kuroko no Basuke suddenly found themselves in what appeared to be a huge room with seats lined up and a gigantic screen floating right in front of it all.
Watch them REACT to their own show!

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Percy Jackson and the Curse by denkiskaminari

Summary

He knew it. There is no such thing as peace aboard the Argo II. Whether it be because of the usual monster attack, or just demigod shenanigans, Percy Jackson had quickly learned that peace and quiet just do not exist when seven powerful demigods are gathered together on a flying boat. So why is it that he is still surprised when an attack on the Argo completely interrupts their quest to defeat Gaea? But then again, it’s not every day that one is confronted by the Fates’ parents. And what’s this about a curse?

A very self-indulgent “reading» the books fic to distract me from school.
Spoiler alert: They actually watch it.

Series

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Characters Watching/Reading Their Series AU

TGCF Reading The Novel by bllover587

Summary

The characters of Tian Guan Ci Fu/Heaven Official’s Blessing is brought to a theater to read the novel.

Series

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TGCF Reading The Novel by bllover587

Summary

The characters of Tian Guan Ci Fu/Heaven Official’s Blessing is brought to a theater to read the novel.

Series

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hualian
characters watching their series au
last chapter read: 3

hindsight by wenkexing

Summary

traducción al español: https://www.wattpad.com/story/268041190-retrospectiva-mdzs-au

Bookmarked by Setsuke512

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Fandoms: Naruto

Summary

Set after the Chuunin Exams, the Rookie Nine and their senseis watch the openings of Naruto.

Series

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(Un)Hidden truth by Sarah_R

Summary

After watching his husband; his son; nephew; brother and little radishes dying in front of him one by one because of a source of resentful energy; Wei WuXian dies too as he destroys it.

But instead of darkness; he finds himself back in the past when he had just gotten kicked out of the cloud recess and everything looks so peaceful he can’t stand it. No…no no no he really can’t go through this hell again. Not again. Not after everything was supposed to be over.

Not knowing that Lan WangJi has been thrown back in time as well; he tries; and fails at taking his own life by slitting his throat open in the middle of lotus pier and so; he decides to show everyone the future.
If he’s going to live this hell again; he’s going to change it and if these people are suddenly so determined to keep him alive; then he’s not going to let them die either.

It doesn’t matter if they end up hating him just as much as he hates himself.

(Or; another time travel fix-it which happens to be a watching the show fic as well! With our favorite baby boy and his husband; all their ducklings and their very much alive family and friends from the past.)

8 Inventions from Teenagers Who Want to Change the World

Though most of us would associate teenagers with sleeping in late, taking selfies, generally not cleaning up and playing computer games, some use their time wisely.

These eight teenagers not only excel in school, but their productivity, innovation, and ingenuity have created some interesting inventions that could reshape our lives.

1. DIY Braille Printer

First up on our list of inventions is pretty ingenious. At 13 years old, Shubham Banerjee managed to create a working Braille printer after learning about the expense of braille printers. Shubham used a Lego Mindstorms EV3 kit and about $5 of hardware from Home Depot to do the job. Dubbed the Braigo V1.0, is considerably cheaper than other Braille printers on the market that tended to come in at $2,000 a piece at the time!

That’s quite a discount.

With around 285 million visually impaired individuals across the globe according to the World Health Organization, this device could prove invaluable in the near future. Shubham launched a startup in 2015, Braigo Labs, with his parents. Braigo labs have since released an app and web platform that continues to grow to further develop this innovative technology.

In the latest news, they have attracted investment from Intel.

2. Pedal-powered washing machine

Necessity is the mother of all inventions, and this gadget certainly embodies that phrase. This is particularly relevant for our next teenage inventor. Remya Jose, a 14-year-old from India, was asked to do the laundry when her mother became ill.

Clearly, Remya was less than impressed with the amount of time and energy needed to hand wash clothes in the nearby river. She took some recycled bicycle parts to create an appliance that saves time, energy and keeps you fit, all at the same time.

This device will clearly have countless applications in areas lacking electricity, or those who wish to save time on exercising and chores.

3. Water purifier and power generator

Cynthia Sin Nga Lam, from Australia, might just have solved the problem of supplying power and clean water to remote regions of the world at just 17. With millions of people around the globe without electricity or clean water, she decided to attempt to tackle both with one solution.

Cynthia’s H2Pro device harnesses photocatalysis (using light to speed up chemical reactions) to sterilize water. The reaction, as a bonus product, releases hydrogen which Lam believes can be used to produce electricity with further improvements.

Cynthia’s device was one of 15 inventions that made the Google Science Fair’s finalist for 2014.

4. Poo power

In 2013, Kenya’s Maseno School opened its new dormitories for over 700 students. The area around the buildings often smelt because of pit latrines and defective sewage systems. This also polluted the local water supplies.

Leroy Mwasary and four friends decided to come up with a solution, a human waste bioreactor that would convert waste into clean cooking fuel for the kitchen. Fast forward a few years and Leroy, now founder of Greenpact, aims to provide biogas to over six million Kenyans who lack adequate sanitation and reliable fuel sources.

5. Self-sanitizing door handle

Sun Ming Wong aged 17, and King Pong Li, aged 18, developed a bacteria-killing door handle. The teens knew that microbes are spread through contact, from door handles to shopping carts. They decided to look for a material that would adequately kill bacteria in situ.

Their search proved fruitful after using titanium oxide. Their handles not only have a coating of titanium oxide but also an LED light integrated into the handle to activate the compound. It is said their solution can destroy 99.8% of all bacteria and viruses.

The entire device also only costs around $13, making it an affordable choice for most.

6. Dementia Patient Wander Warning Device

His solution was to develop coin-zed wireless sensors that are strapped to the patient’s feet. These sensors detect pressure when the person stands up, which triggers an audible alert on family or caregivers smartphones via an app. Ingenious.

7. Oceanic plastic waste collector booms

The penultimate entry on our list could clean up the world’s oceans. Boyan Slat, aged 19, came up with a solution to help clean up our oceans. He believes the booms could collect and remove around 20 billion tons of plastic waste from the world’s oceans.

His concept of using a series of floating booms with processing platforms could collect floating plastic whilst allowing fish and plankton to pass through unharmed. Better yet, the collected plastic could be used for recycling.

Фанфик teen project to change the world

Установите соответствие между текстами A–G и заголовками 1–8. Запишите свои ответы в таблицу. Используйте каждую цифру только один раз. В задании один заголовок лишний.

1. Building materials

2. The longest on Earth

4. Designing a building

5. Invented by accident

6. Comfortable living

7. How did they do it?

8. Why seasons change

A. Most of Africa’s rural peoples use natural resources that are locally available for their homes. In grasslands, people typically use grass to cover the walls and roofs. In forested areas, they use hardwoods as well as bamboo and raffia palm. Earth and clay are also major resources used in construction. In areas with few natural resources, people often live as nomads, moving from place to place. Instead of making permanent homes, they usually use simple shelters or tents made of animal skins and woven hair.

B. An architect must consider how a structure will be used and by whom. An apartment building, a palace, a hospital, a museum, an airport, and a sports arena all have different construction requirements. Another factor is the ideas the structure should communicate. For example, some buildings are made to impress people with a display of power and wealth; others — to make everyone feel welcome. Other things to consider are the location and surrounding environment, including weather, and the cost of materials.

C. Did you know that an eleven-year-old child first created the Popsicle? The boy’s name was Frank Epperson. In 1905, Frank left a mixture of water and powdered soda out on his porch by mistake. It also contained a stir stick. That night, fortunately for Frank, the temperatures fell to a record low. As a result, he discovered the substance had frozen to the stick, and a frozen fruit flavoured ice treat was created. He decided to call it the epsicle, which was later patented by him and named as Popsicle.

D. As Earth goes around the sun, the North Pole points to the same direction in space. For about six months every year, the North Pole is tilted towards the sun. During this time, the Northern Hemisphere gets more direct sunlight than the Southern Hemisphere and more hours of daylight. During the other six months, the North Pole is tilted away from the sun. When the Northern Hemisphere gets the most sunlight, it experiences spring and summer. At the same time, the Southern Hemisphere gets autumn and winter.

E. In southern Peru, there is an isolated plateau where the wind almost never blows. Here, around the year 400 to 650 AD, the people of the Nazca culture created the famous Nazca lines, by removing the red stones covering the ground so that the white earth beneath was visible. These Nazca lines are actually portraits of animals such as monkeys, birds or fish. It is a mystery how such a primitive civilization could create such artwork with precision when they had no means of viewing their work from the air.

F. Antarctica, which is the southernmost and fifth largest continent, does not have twenty-four-hour periods divided into days and nights. In the South Pole, the sun rises on about September 21 and moves in a circular path until it sets on about March 22. This “day”, or summer, is six months long. During this period, if the weather conditions are good, the sun can be seen twenty-four hours a day. From March 22 until September 21, the South Pole is dark, and Antarctica has its “night”, or winter.

G. Any ship that hits an iceberg can be damaged. The most famous iceberg in history sank the “Titanic”, a ship travelling in the northern Atlantic Ocean, on April 15, 1912. The ship’s side scraped the iceberg, which tore holes in the hull. Within three hours, the ship was at the bottom of the ocean. After the loss of the “Titanic”, several nations worked together to establish the International Ice Patrol. Today the U.S. Coast Guard runs the patrol, which warns ships about icebergs floating in Atlantic shipping routes.

Прочитайте текст и заполните пропуски A–F частями предложений, обозначенными цифрами 1–7. Одна из частей в списке 1–7 — лишняя. Занесите цифры, обозначающие соответствующие части предложений, в таблицу.

Russia is famous for its diversity, as well as its hospitality. The best way to show Russia to someone is to bring home something special. Matryoshka and balalaika are quite stereotypical presents. There are many other goods A_______________________.

Woolen shawls have always been popular in Russia because of cold winters. The shawls made in Pavlovsky Posad, B_______________________, are considered to be a traditional Russian gift. Woolen shawls and scarves have been made there since 1795. A wide shawl with a beautiful original pattern on it may be used like a blanket. It is nice to cover oneself up with it sitting in the armchair, watching a movie, C_______________________. The Pavlovsky Posad manufacture produces scarves for men as well. They can be bought through the Internet, or in brand stores, D_______________________.

Belyovskaya pastila is a souvenir E_______________________. It has been made since the 19th century in the town of Belyov near Tula. This is a very special kind of Russian confection. Though it is called “pastila”, it is not a marshmallow style delicacy. Belyovskaya pastila is made of dried apples. After they have been dried, they are mixed with egg whites and sugar and whipped. Belyovskaya pastila is similar to a cake, F_______________________ of apples. It is considered to be a natural product, and it is not of average price. Tourists can buy this kind of sweet at some confectioner’s shops throughout Moscow.

1. that one may buy in Moscow as a souvenir

2. which are situated in the centre of Moscow

3. that pleases the people with a sweet tooth

4. although it has a slightly sour taste

5. which is a town not very far from Moscow

6. riding a bike around the villages in Russia

7. reading a book, or drinking coffee or tea

1) watch TV a lot.

2) call her mother every half an hour.

3) go to the mall with her family.

4) do the shopping with her friends.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

Which of the following does Athena do monthly?

1) Goes to the mall with her family.

2) Uses the Snapchat.

3) Invites friends to her place.

4) Changes her iPhone.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

Which of the following is NOT true about iGen teenagers, according to the author?

1) Most of them feel extremely unhappy.

2) It is easy to hurt them psychologically.

3) They prefer loneliness to company.

4) They have more physical health problems.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

1) being glued to their phones.

2) behaving in a mean way.

3) listening attentively to friends.

4) discussing their problems.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

1) smartphones can cause mental health problems.

2) teenagers know the problems caused by phones.

3) smartphones make teenagers more aggressive.

4) her friend thought she was doing the right thing.

iGeneration: teenagers affected by phones

One day last summer, around noon, I called Athena, a 13-year-old who lives in Houston, Texas. She answered her phone — she has had an iPhone since she was 11 — sounding as if she’d just woken up. We chatted about her favorite songs and TV shows, and I asked her what she likes to do with her friends. “We go to the mall,” she said. “Do your parents drop you off?” I asked, recalling my own middleschool days, in the 1980s, when I’d enjoy a few parent-free hours shopping with my friends. “No — I go with my family,” she replied. “We’ll go with my mom and brothers and walk a little behind them. I just have to tell my mom where we are going. I have to check in every hour or every 30 minutes.”

Those mall trips are infrequent — about once a month. More often, Athena and her friends spend time together on their phones, unchaperoned. Unlike the teens of my generation, who might have spent an evening tying up the family landline with gossip, they talk on Snapchat, a smartphone app that allows users to send pictures and videos that quickly disappear. They make sure to keep up their Snapstreaks, which show how many days in a row they have Snapchatted with each other. She told me she had spent most of the summer hanging out alone in her room with her phone. That is just the way her generation is, she said. “We didn’t know any life other than with iPads or iPhones. I think we like our phones more than we like actual people.”

Some generational changes are positive, some are negative, and many are both. More comfortable in their bedrooms than in a car or at a party, today’s teens are physically safer than teens have ever been. They are markedly less likely to get into a car accident and, having less of a taste for alcohol than their predecessors, are less susceptible to drinking’s attendant ills.

Psychologically, however, they are more vulnerable than Millennials were: rates of teen depression and suicide have skyrocketed since 2011. It is not an exaggeration to describe iGen as being on the brink of the worst mental-health crisis in decades. Much of this deterioration can be traced to their phones.

However, in my conversations with teens, I saw hopeful signs that kids themselves are beginning to link some of their troubles to their ever-present phone. Athena told me that when she does spend time with her friends in person, they are often looking at their device instead of at her. “I’m trying to talk to them about something, and they don’t actually look at my face,” she said. “They’re looking at their phone, or they’re looking at their Apple Watch.” “What does that feel like, when you’re trying to talk to somebody face-to-face and they’re not looking at you?” I asked. “It kind of hurts,” she said. “It hurts. I know my parents’ generation didn’t do that. I could be talking about something super important to me, and they wouldn’t even be listening.”

Once, she told me, she was hanging out with a friend who was texting her boyfriend. “I was trying to talk to her about my family, and what was going on, and she was like, ‘Uh-huh, yeah, whatever.’ So I took her phone out of her hands and I threw it at the wall.”

Though it is aggressive behavior that I don’t support, on the other hand — it is a step towards a life with limited phone use. So, if I were going to give advice for a happy adolescence, it would be straightforward: put down the phone, turn off the laptop, and do something — anything — that does not involve a screen.

Перевод песни I don’t want to change the world (Ozzy Osbourne)

I don’t want to change the world

Я не хочу изменить мир

Standing at the crossroads, world spinning round and round
Know which way I’m going, you can’t bring me down
Don’t you try and teach me no original sin
I don’t need your pity for the shape I’m in

I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me
I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me

Tell me I’m a sinner, I got news for you
I spoke to God this morning and he don’t like you
You telling all the people the original sin
He says he knows you better
than you’ll ever know him

I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me
I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me

You know it ain’t easy
You know it ain’t fair
So don’t try to please me
Because I really don’t care

Don’t tell me stories ’cause yesterday’s glories
Have gone away, so far away
I’ve heard it said there’s a light up ahead
Lord I hope and pray I’m here to stay

Tell me I’m a sinner I got news for you
I spoke to God this morning and he don’t like you
Don’t you try and teach me no original sin
I don’t need your pity for the shape I’m in

I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me
I don’t wanna change the world
I don’t want the world to change me

Я стою на перекрёстке, мир вращается вокруг,
Я знаю, каким путём пойду, тебе не сбить меня с толку
Не пытайся научить меня первородному греху,
Мне не нужна твоя жалость к тому, что я есть

Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня
Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня

Скажи мне, что я грешник, у меня для тебя новости,
Утром я говорил с Богом, и ты ему не по нраву
Ты говоришь всем людям о первородном грехе,
Он сказал, что знает тебя лучше,
чем ты его когда-либо узнаешь

Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня
Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня

Ты знаешь, что это нелегко,
Ты знаешь, что это нечестно,
Так что не пытайся угодить мне,
Потому что мне действительно всё равно

Не рассказывай мне сказки, ведь вчерашняя слава
Ушла очень далеко
Я слышал о том, что впереди есть свет,
Господи, я надеюсь и молюсь, что останусь здесь

Скажи мне, что я грешник, у меня для тебя новости,
Утром я говорил с Богом, и ты ему не по нраву
Не пытайся научить меня первородному греху,
Мне не нужна твоя жалость к тому, что я есть

Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня
Я не хочу изменить мир,
Я не хочу, чтобы мир изменил меня

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Speaking part: variant 1

Imagine that you are preparing a project with your friend. You have found some interesting material for the presentation and you want to read this text to your friend. You have 1.5 minutes to read the text silently, then be ready to read it out aloud. You will not have more than 1.5 minutes to read it.

Sharks are ancient creatures. They were around some 400 million years ago! Even before dinosaurs roamed the earth, sharks hunted the seas. Sharks are survival machines. They’re well-designed to stay alive. They have the strongest jaws on the planet. Unlike other animals, both their upper and lower jaws move.

Sharks can feed on nearly any creature in the sea. The only animals that see sharks as food are other sharks, whales, and human beings. Unlike most animals, sharks don’t take care of their babies. Newborn pups fend for themselves. In some species, the strongest pup eats its brothers and sisters. This improves its own chances of survival.

Some types of sharks must swim constantly in order to breathe. Sharks go from periods of strong activity to times of calmer rest. But it is true that sharks are ever-watchful. They never sleep.

Read, Reflect, Respond. Book A. Student Edition

Task 2

Study the advertisement.

Your next adventure is waiting for you in Australia!

You are considering travelling to Sydney (Australia) and now you’d like to get more information. In 1.5 minutes you are to ask four direct questions to find out about the following:

You have 20 seconds to ask each question.

Suggested answers

1. What Sydney holiday packages are offered in your agency?

2. What budget tour packages do you have?

3. What documents are required for an Australian visa?

4. What sort of insurance would you recommend?

Task 3

You are going to give an interview. You have to answer five questions. Give full answers to the questions (2–3 sentences). Remember that you have 40 seconds to answer each question.

Tapescript for Task 3

Interviewer: Hello everybody! It’s Teenagers Round the World Channel. Our guest today is a teenager from Russia and we are going to discuss hobbies for teenagers. We’d like to know our guest’s point of view on this issue. Please answer five questions. So, let’s get started.

Interviewer: What hobbies do teenagers pursue?

Student: ______________

Interviewer: What unusual hobbies do teenagers have?

Student: ______________

Interviewer: Why do teenagers follow their hobbies?

Student: ______________

Interviewer: What hobby do you have?

Student: ______________

Interviewer: Are there any hobbies you would like to have in the future?

Student: ______________

Interviewer: Thank you very much for your interview.

Suggested answers

1. What hobbies do teenagers pursue?
As far as I know, some teenagers are keen on dancing or learning new languages, while others play video games or do sport. Also, there are teens who devote hours to DIY projects or music.

2. What unusual hobbies do teenagers have?
Obviously, since some teens are drawn to adventure and risk, they can take up extreme hobbies. Other cool hobbies for teens are programming, blogging, designing memes or cosplaying.

3. Why do teenagers follow their hobbies?
I think they pursue their hobbies for a number of reasons. First of all, hobbies provide many mental and physical health benefits. Also, hobbies help them deal with stress. Finally, they may have a hobby because their friends pursue it just to fit in the group.

4. What hobby do you have?
As for me, I’ve started blogging on WordPress recently ‒ the world’s most popular blogging platform. It’s free, easy to use, and can be customized in thousands of ways. Anyway, it will take time and a lot of effort on my part to make my blog successful and my hobby profitable.

5. Are there any hobbies you would like to have in the future?
Certainly. I’ve always been interested in trying new things. I’d love to start a personal brand with my own website.

Task 4

Imagine that you and your friend are doing a school project «Weekends in the summertime». You have found some illustrations and want to share the news. Leave a voice message to your friend. In 2.5 minutes be ready to:

You will speak for not more than 3 minutes (12–15 sentences). You have to talk continuously.

Hi, Olga! Hope the photos I have found are good illustrations for our project “Weekends in the summertime”. Let me give you some reasons for my choice.

The two photos show popular weekend activities people enjoy doing in summer: sunbathing and hiking. In photo 1 there is a family sunbathing at the seaside. They are having a good time and a lot of fun looking relaxed and happy. Photo 2 shows two people enjoying the sunset from the top of a mountain. They seem to be admiring the panoramic view.

One noticeable difference lies in the places where the people are spending their summer weekends: a coastal environment in photo 1 and a mountainous area in photo 2. Besides, the summer activities presented in the photos differ: lying in the sun compared to hiking in the mountains.

Understandably, whatever weekend choices are made, they are not perfect, and there are always pluses and minuses. On the plus side, going to the beach for the weekend is a great way to relax as it looks like a natural spa treatment. Speaking of hiking in the mountains as a summer weekend, one of the advantages is a fantastic workout improving mental health and reducing stress.

On the minus side, sunshine increases the risk of sunstroke and sunburn. As for hiking, despite its great benefits, it looks dangerous and challenging as there are risks in the wild. Also, hiking requires some technical skills and proper equipment which is heavy to carry, especially uphill.

Personally, I would prefer to spend a summer weekend hiking across spectacular landscapes as I’ve always looked for adventure and my love for hiking tours has always been with me since my early childhood.

That’s my reasoning, Olga. I wonder what you think about the photos. Bye for now.

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Summary:

Six months after the events at Guanyin Temple, the entire cultivation world falls unconscious, only to be greeted by the presence of eight people, all of who are supposed to be dead.

«I am disgusted by this cultivation world. So, with the help of my maternal figure, we’ve done this to show you the truth,»

Suddenly, the words ‘Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation’ show up on the white screen, the entire cultivation world looking straight towards Wei WuXian, who raised his hands in defense, «She just confessed and you all are still blaming me!!’

Chapter 1: The Power of an Immortal

Chapter Text

“Are you sure about this?”

The voice belonged to a male, dressed in purple inner robes and black outer robes, a sword strapped to his waist and half of his hair pulled in a bun. He had very light tanned skin, with deep brown eyes. He was all and handsome, holding hands with a female beside him.

The female was dressed in creamy inner robes and white outer ones. Her sword was a very pale teal color, and her eyes were silver, shimmering against her fair skin. Her black hair was held back by a fancy ribbon, with a few strings hung around the side of her hair. She had a white hood attached to her robes, but it was down and unworn for now.

Looking at the male beside her, she nodded leading them farther up a luscious mountain, blossoming with healthy grass, spiritual energy, and plants. They didn’t get tired, the two of them, so they kept walking up the mountain until they reached a strange rock formation. The woman did not hesitate before walking towards the rock formation, pulling the male with her. They walked straight through the largest rock, exiting into a hidden grotto where voices and laughter danced around through the air.

None of the two were noticed by the adults and small children, the man looking around with awe while his wife glanced around with nostalgia. She guided her husband towards a large overhang in the hill, where a small lake was with a waterfall. Passing it, she walked up the hill, finding a small house just a little bit away from the start of the falls.

Walking towards it, the female didn’t get to knock before the door was thrown open and a woman stared at her with shock. This woman was beautiful, but aged, yet no wrinkles were on her pale skin. Her eyes were dark, much like her black hair, which almost glowed against the pure white robes.

“Impossible,” The woman looked at the two, “CangSe?”

CangSe Sanren smiled softly, “Mother…I am back, but not truly,”

The older woman named, Baoshan Sanren, inhaled sharply, “You’re a ghost. both of you,”

They both nodded solemnly. The male bowed deeply to the immortal before him, “This ones name is Wei ChangZe,”

“He is my husband,” CangSe Sanren informed her late Mother, “Mother. did you know you have a grandson?”

Baoshan Sanren’s eyes widened, “What?”

“My poor son,” CangSe Sanren’s eyes glossed over, “Five. he was left alone at five,”

Baoshan Sanren’s hand flew to her mouth and she quickly ushered them inside. Closing the door, she said, “His name?”

“Wei Ying. Wei WuXian,” Wei ChangZe smiled painfully, “My poor A-Ying…”

“ChangZe and I couldn’t pass peacefully, not with the knowledge of him being all alone. We’ve travelled with him. I’ve seen him grow and suffer. I’ve seen him sacrifice everything he’s had and hide it. I’ve seen his most trusted hurt him. I’ve seen him be so alone…” CangSe Sanren stared hopelessly, “The cultivation world has wronged him. They’ve hurt him and even now, after a young master by the name of Mo XuanYu gave him a second chance of life, after the crimes he was a victim in were proven he was wronged, after marrying the love of his life, they continue to hurt him!”

Baoshan Sanren felt her hate for the cultivation world grow with everyword. How dare they? Her grandson had been hurt by them, over and over again. And she didn’t even know he existed. She should have kept tabs on her daughter and taken the child with her to grow and be safe.

“CangSe,” Wei ChangZe kept strong, “Tell her why we’re here,”

CangSe Sanren nodded, taking a deep breath, “Mother, you once gave me a wish and I told you I would use it if I felt it my only option,”

Baoshan Sanren nodded slowly. CangSe Sanren said, “I want to show the world the truth about A-Ying. I want them to feel his pain and his anguish they caused him. I want them to know exactly how much they broke my beautiful baby,”

Baoshan Sanren hesitated, but the desperate look was enough to make her give in. She nodded, holding out both her hands. CangSe Sanren took hold of one, and Wei ChangZe took the other. The three of them quickly shared spiritual energy, Baoshan Sanren muttering an incantation under her lips. There was only way for her to fufill the wish, and as she performed the spell, she could feel both her daughters and son in laws emotions and opinions. They were angry and hurt for their son.

So she did more than what she needed.

Spiritual energy spread out in a powerful blast, bursting from around the Celestial Mountain and entering into the cultivation world. Baoshan Sanren opened her eyes to see the array below her feet and smiled, knowing CangSe Sanren had heard her small wish before they were pulled into the place the dream world.

The Cloud Recesses are constantly enveloped in mist, giving it the appearance of a place floating on an ocean of clouds in the immortal realm. It was an ethereal place with magnolia trees and disciples blessed with the looks of gods. Fluttering in elegant white robes, with the soft touches of the light blue cloud pattern, every person at Cloud Recesses was respected and well mannered.

A male with black hair died up in a ponytail by a red ribbon, dressed in black robes with a flute tucked into his waist chased after a young disciple dressed in the GusuLan Sect robes. The first male could only be Wei WuXian, the Yiling Patriarch and husband to Lan WangJi, also know as Hanguang Jun and Chief Cultivator. There were two people watching them, both dressed in white, watching the two run around with different looks.

“Baba,” Lan SiZhui glanced at the male, watching with a look of both love and amusement.

Lan WangJi glanced at the boy, “Mn?”

“Should we stop them?” Lan SiZhui chuckled, seeing his best friend Lan JingYi just avoid his father’s arm.

“Perhaps,” Lan WangJi humored, both of them walking forward.

With quick movements, Lan WangJi caught his husband, pulling the male back against his chest. Wei WuXian squeaked in surprise, glancing up to only smile, “Lan Zhan!”

“Wei Ying, running is forbidden in Cloud Recesses,” Lan WangJi responded, placing a soft peck on his lover’s forehead.

“Like that has stopped me before,” Wei WuXian smirked and then pointed at Lan JingYi with a pout, “Plus, JingYi was running too!”

Lan JingYi had been caught by Lan SiZhui, the head disciple sighing hopelessly as his friend gasped offended and slightly terrified when Lan WangJi looked at him. Lan JingYi quickly walked over to the two, dragging Lan SiZhui with him and defended, “Senior Wei, that’s your fault for not sharing any candy with me!”

Wei WuXian knew it was hopeless to try and escape his husband’s grip, so instead he raised an eyebrow, before smiling and patting the boys head, “Silly boy! How old are you?”

“18,” Lan JingYi stuck his tongue out.

“And what have you done at 18?”

“What do you mean by that Senior Wei? The first time we met we were fighting a demonic arm that belonged to ChiFeng Zun!” Lan JingYi exclaimed.

“Yelling is forbidden,” Lan SiZhui hissed and then looked at his parents, “A-Die, this year has been very wild,”

“Not really,” Wei WuXian denied, “It’s been a headache, but not wild. Nor has it exactly been bad,”

“Really?” Lan JingYi challenged, “Then what’s your definition of eventful?”

“When I was 18 I had already died once, was deemed evil, and I’m pretty sure I also defected,” Wei WuXian spoke carelessly, “I’m not sure if I was 18 or about to be 18. After falling into the Burial Mounds, I stopped keeping track of my age and important things. The only thing we celebrated was A-Yuan’s birthday,”

Lan SiZhui, while a bit honored, glanced at Lan WangJi. Lan JingYi also looked at the chief cultivator, noticing how his face turned colder with every word. Lan WangJi tightened his grip on the younger, who had already realized the mistake he had made.Gulping, he glanced up to see Lan WangJi giving him an upset look. Wei WuXian smiled sheepishly, “Oops…”

Lan WangJi glared, “Oops?”

Lan SiZhui and Lan JingYi took this chance to slowly back away. They quickly began to walk away, cursing their cultivator hearing.

Lan WangJi turned the other to face him properly and quickly began to kiss the latter. Wei WuXian’s body had gained an automatic response to Lan WangJi, arms quickly hugging the older closer and lips moving at the same pace. They broke apart when they heard a startled yell, “JingYi. ”

Before they could move, they saw Lan SiZhui run towards them, “JingYi just suddenly-”

His words stopped when his eyes suddenly fluttered and his body fell to the floor. Wei WuXian froze, “A-Yuan!!”

He and Lan WangJi both dashed towards the sun, but gasped as a large burst of energy suddenly flooded through both of them. Wei WuXian fought the power lulling him into slumber, groaning and grimacing, however he fell to his knees, hand on his head, “La-Lan Zhan…”

Lan WangJi was also having difficulty, but stayed right beside Wei WuXian, pulling the boy protectively into his arms, “Wei Ying,”

Neither of them got to say much else until they fell forward, eyes shut.

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