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Squeak squeak.
Jiang Cheng wouldn't worry about the idiot known as Wei Wuxian too much. He was probably drunk in a pit.
But what actually worried Jiang Cheng? His a-jie being sad and concerned over that bastard.
So naturally, Jiang Cheng began searching for the idiot as well. Police had long since given up. But Jiang Cheng isn't a Jiang for nothing.
And no, he refused to search for Wei Wuxian with Wei Wuxian's disgusting boyfriend.
Hence here he is with Nie Huisang instead. The other man was trembling beside him holding his arm.
Squeak squeak
“Wahh!!”
“Can you stop that?!” He snapped at the man. To only be received by a whine.
“B-But I can't! Jiang-xiong, why bring me here?! Wangji-xiong was perfectly there to help you! “
“That ice block? Yeah no. Now shut the fuck up.”
Wei Wuxian was talking nonstop about his game that Jiang Cheng practically had memorized. Why couldn't Wei Wuxian do that with their studies back then? It would have saved a whole lot of time. Seriously that guy..
Huffing to himself, he walked further into the cave.
Squeak squeak.
This was where Wei Wuxian found that old stone and called it an ancient artifact. As if Jiang Cheng would be fooled by it.
As they walked along the dark cave—Seriously, Wei Wuxian, where the fuck do you find these kind of locations in? Burial Mounds. Made Jiang Cheng laugh. How fucking funny.
When Jiang Cheng finds that idiot, he is going to break his legs.
“Why-why are we even here, Jiang-xiong? Surely—surely, Wei-xiong would be in some ditch as you say!!”
“Shut up.” He muttered, his eyes caught on something.
He crouched down to look at it. Nie Huisang was still standing. Clutching his purse.
Hm?
What was the rock doing in here? He thought Wei Wuxian brought back to his home.
Squeak squeak
What was this noise? It grated his ears.
“Um.. Jiang.. Jiang-xiong.. “
“Why are the rats so god damn loud?!” He snapped.
Squeak squeak
“Jiang—Jiang-xiong.. “
“WHAT?! “
“T-there..there is something.. Looking at us..”
Jiang Cheng glanced up from where he was crouched, perplexed. Is Huisang fucking with him or something?
Only to freeze.
What in the fucking world is that fucking thing.
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Currently, both Jiang Cheng and Huisang were hiding near some kind of a blood pool.
Jiang Cheng couldn’t fucking breathe. And Huisang was hyperventilating.
That rat thing—despite the small sound it made—was fucking huge.
Squeak squeak
His chest fucking hurts. That thing was near. Jiang Cheng glanced around.
He is going to die.
And he was going to die alone with Huisang because—because he is an asshole and Huisang is also here dying with him because Jiang Cheng doesn't have the fucking guts to come here alone—and—and—he had this fucking idea that if—If he found Wei Wuxian first before Lan Wangji—then—
“Jiang-xiong—Jiang-xiong!-”
—Then everything would have been alright and Jiang Cheng would be for once better than Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian—and—and maybe—
“Jiang Cheng!”
—Maybe Jiang Cheng would have been a winner for once—would have did something better and mom would have been happy and dad would have been proud for once—
“Jiang Wanyin!”
Jiang Cheng snapped to his side. Nie Huisang looked serious for once and was not too afraid. The rats came closer—But Huisang held his head, making him look at him.
“On the count of three, jump into the pool.”
“..huh..”
“Do you hear me?!”
“Hah?!”
But there was no time.
“3! 2! 1!—” And with a surprising amount of strength, Huisang pulled Jiang Cheng with him into the pool.
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“Its always Wei Wuxian! Wei Wuxian this, Wei Wuxian that, maybe he would be a better ceo than you are, Jiang Cheng!”
Oh.
It was mom.
She was screaming at him again.
Ah.. It's about Wei Wuxian…
“Why must you be so average?!”
He is. Isn't he? He can never do better than Wei Wuxian..
“A-Cheng…What is the meaning of this?”
Even here, in the pools of red, dad sounded disappointed. Of course he would be.
He could barely open his eyes, everything was red. It reminded him of Wei Wuxian again.
Even missing, the dumbass somehow manages to be the center of attention. Maybe it was all a prank. Wei Wuxian would walk out of that rat suit, and pick him up from the pool, and laugh at his face. His red scrunchie would be the brightest thing in here.
Brightest.
Brighter than Jiang Cheng could ever hope for.
He woke up gasping for air.
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