What if?

Chapter 1

A/N: there are small bits and pieces copy and pasted from incense burner pt2

Wei Ying wasn't sure how he ended up in his body in the past. The last thing Wei Ying remembered was Lan Zhan roughly fucking him into the bed before they both retired to sleep. Then he woke up here in the cloud recesses, Wei Ying had startled Jiang Cheng when he woke up to Wei Ying crying.

Wei Ying had mixed feelings about having a second chance. He was forever grateful he could prevent future tragedies but he also missed Lan Zhan already but now he doesn't remember him. He supposed he'd just have to woo Lan Zhan a little sooner than the first time.

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A peal of laughter rings out from within the Library as Wei Ying merely remembers how this went in his first life. Wei Ying is in the Library as he thinks about how Lan Zhan will be absolutely livid and this time he's glad he can understand Lan Zhan's emotions.

On a faintly-colored mats, beside the books for copying, a now fifteen-year-old Wei Ying is slapping the table, laughing wildly, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

A book laid open on the ground, images yellowing from age. A similarly-fifteen-year-old Lan Zhan treats it like a venomous snake, having retreated all the way to the Library's corner; he roars furiously, "Wei Ying——!"

Wei Ying is just about rolling off the bookshelf from laughter. With some difficulty, he raises a hand. "Present! I'm present!"

Wei Ying couldn't help but think, ' This is a good dream! I can't anymore! Lan Zhan, look at you, look at you then, that face, hahahahaha...'

Lan Zhan is already brandishing BiChen, and Wei Ying hurriedly grabs Sui Bian. Metal gleams, the sword three parts out of its sheath, and Wei Wu Xian warns, "Watch it! Lan-Er Gong-zi! Watch your manners! I brought my sword today, if we start fighting I don't think you'll keep your Library in one piece!"

Lan Zhan rages, "Wei Ying! You—who do you think you are!"

Wei Ying shoots back, "Who can I be, I'm a male!"

"......" Lan Zhan sounds pained, "Shameless!"

"Even this kind of thing has to do with shame? Don't tell me you've never seen that kind of stuff before, I don't buy it." Wei Ying says, already knowing the answer from the first time.

After a second of holding it in, Lan Zhan lifts his sword, face cold, and attacks. Wei Ying is shook, "What, you're really going to fight!" returning the attack, and just like that, the two started fighting in the Library. At this point, Wei Ying couldn't help but think 'I thought we didn't actually fight the first time around?'

Wei Ying starts to suspect something is wrong but ignores it and began to joke while still parrying blows, "Alright alright alright, good technique, good moves, you can wield a sword! But Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan... look at your face, it's so flushed, is it from the fighting, or from looking at the Wonderful Book from earlier?" Wei Ying says knowingly.

The little Lan Zhan's face is not red at all; Bi Chen swipes through the air. "Nonsense!"

Wei Ying bends backwards at the waist, does an extremely flexible half-somersault, then straightens and quickly pinches Lan Zhan's lily-white cheeks, going, "What nonsense, why don't you feel yourself, your face is burning up, haha!"

Lan Zhan's expression flips between anger and shock. He goes to slap off Wei Ying's grabby hand, but Wei Ying withdraws first, avoids the hit, spins around, seeming very familiar with this event progression and at ease enough to tease, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan... I'm not picking on you, but it's just that among the kids our age, is there anyone like you, going red at the smallest of things~. You can't even take this level of shock, you're way too innocent~."