"Until then." He rocks forward a little onto his toes as he waves farewell, his smile warm and shining. "Goodbye."

Wei Wuxian folds his hands in front of him as Lan Zhan lets the door close. The seam of its frame smudges away like ink washed clean under a stream; the doorknob is next, sinking into the rest of the wall as if it was never there. Soon he faces a blank wall. Still, he cannot help but keep smiling.

My Lan Zhan. My zhiji.

They will be reunited soon.