aiyooo just got hit by the mental image of a recently brought to...

but then... it will be fine if shijie was to do the same. now that he thinks, a-cheng and shijie aren't that different from lan brothers
that's how little a-ying learns the concept of family: people who love you only when you are the same as them
and when he's gently applying salve to his scrapped knee, a-zhan sobs a quiet sorry. wwx instantly smiles bright and tells him not to worry. "people like me have to be scolded," he says.
a-zhan quickly takes offence to that. "not true," he says. "you are just like your sister."
maybe, wwx realizes, there are other ways people can be family.
his sister laughs and says, "of course you are, you are my brother after all."
that night, a-ying finds his first family.
still, when he equals his unmatchable childhood friend in their first spar, he squeals, "we're like each other, Lan Zhan, maybe we're family."
he cries equally hard when years later he loses his ability to use the same sword.
it feels like losing a family, along with his core.
amidst growing radishes in the dead soil of BM and surviving a cultivation path nobody else will, he manages to find another family.
he knows now, that he'll find his place, no matter how hidden it is.
when he falls out of a tree the second time. into the arms of the man who had once taught him that he doesn't have to be anything other than Wei Ying to be loved.
his first family of second lifetime.
wow I can't believe I intended it to be 4 tweets long lmao