Now this doesn't sound at all like the Lan Zhan he remembers. Telling him to break the rules? That Hanguang Jun would simply let it be? He isn't sure whether to laugh it off or not. Perhaps this other Lan Wangji had managed to find a sense of humor where they other had not. But, there isn't a single day I haven't thought of you.

The Wei Wuxian that knew this Lan Wangji must be very different after all. A mirrored world had to reflect several opposites, didn't it?

"I'm afraid the Lan Wangji I know wouldn't be too fond of me causing chaos in Cloud Recesses," he laughs, "and likely twice as bothered if I laughed while doing so."

As for the idea that Lan Zhan might have been searching for him... not after he'd wrested his hand from his grip on that ledge in the Nightless City. It didn't make sense. Right, he assured himself. Several differences then, weren't there? He could ignore the strange pang in his chest, probably just some lingering after effect of the tea.

"I hope you find him and tell him so," he swallows, a bit nervously at that. His memories might be scattered, but he remembered not just Lan Zhan, but even his brother visiting, urging him to go to Gusu. Gusu, where he'd be little more than a bird in a cage, while the injustice fell on the remnants of the Wen clan.