On My Own, Like Always.

2 [My name]

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"Ah... My name is-" the man was then interrupted when the loud bang of the door was heard, in front of it was Madame Yu,

"A-CHENG!! MY SON, ARE YOU OK? ARE YOU HURT ANYWHERE??" she asked worridly as she went over and checked her son,

"I'm fine A-niang" Jiang Cheng said as Fengmian stared at the mother and son pair with soft and admiring eyes,

"A-cheng!! Your awake!!" Another voice of surprise was heard from the door, there stood the eldest sibling named; Jiang Yanli. She brisk walked her way towards the boy and put down the soup she was holding and checked him over,

The man then sighed and left without another word. He dissapeared in a whisp of smoke in a little black corner and as he opened his eyes, he was in front of another room, he knocked and went in not waiting for an answer.

On the bed there sat a clad in white, his forehead ribbon sitting neatly on the side table, he looked at the older and bowed slightly and regained his sitting position again,

"Gongzi" he said,

"Mm. Just sit tight and I'll check over your wounds and if you are healed you can leave to Gusu if you like" the older said as he walked over and grabbed a box opening it and revealing a few medical stuff, [idk what it's called]

The clad in white just stared at the man as he started to work and check him over, when the man went to take a look over if there are any problems of the clads face the young man just backed away and looked at the opposite direction not facing the man as his ears and neck was hot and slowly redening,

"Calm down. I was only checking if your temperature is alright." The older sighed and walked a few steps back,

Wangji then sighed a little and looked at the older taking in his features, he has pale skin almost quite similar to a corpse which makes Wangji a but worried for the man, he has red eyes, his robes the color of black and red, his long silky hair reaching his buttocks with a style of a half ponytail tied with a red ribbon, his face looked soft and delicate, his plump little pinkish lips looked really kissable- wait, Wangji what are you thinking?!. The clad in white blushed at his thoughts, what was he thinking?

[The pic]

[That's it, but without the bone hand and wings]

The older walked towards the door to leave but was stopped when he felt a tug in his sleeve,

"Mm?" He turned around to face the clad in white,

"I-.... Mn..." The voice of the young lad hinted nervousness and uneasy, the older sighed and said,