He has to swallow down the lump in his throat. He'd left an empty cave. Their small village had been empty, he'd been so sure, but... Had he really overlooked A-Yuan in his blind anger? Left him behind?

There's a faint smile on Lan Zhan's lips, which means he may as well be beaming, and Wei Wuxian can't help grinning in return, even as a tear falls on his outstretched sleeves. There's guilt, of course, but more than that, he feels overwhelming relief. A-Yuan is alive. Lan Zhan had rescued him, knew he was alright.

"And... is he safe? Is he happy?"