Day 19 Prompt for the Untamed Fall Fest 2020 is ‘Windy’.
The juniors have a day off at the Cloud Recesses and decide to spend it somewhere special.
It was a cloudy, windy day in the Cloud Recesses, as
was to be expected of a place residing high up in the clouds. Lan Sizhui stared
at the sky as he waited outside Lan Jingyi’s room, waiting for him to get ready
and come out. Ouyang Zizhen and Jin Ling were residing in rooms on the far
corner of the same side of the building, so they were not staying too far away
from Lan Jingyi or Lan Sizhui.
They were close enough that Sizhui could spot them from
where he stood if they came out of their rooms before Lan Jingyi did. A strong
gust of wind blew past Sizhui, making him tighten his robes around himself with
a shudder. No matter how long he stayed in the Cloud Recesses, he always felt a
chill going down to his bones when the cold hit him.
Maybe it had something to do with the Burial Mounds.
Before Sizhui could think further on that topic, he hears a door opening, but
it wasn’t Lan Jingyi’s. It was Jin Ling’s. Ouyang Zizhen came out of his room
just moments later, and the two seemed to talk about something that made Jin
Ling smile, to Sizhui’s surprise, before he elbowed Ouyang Zizhen’s side and
made him laugh. As they approached Sizhui, Ouyang Zizhen nudged Jin Ling back.
By the time they had both reached Lan Sizhui, and Lan
Jingyi had finally opened the door to his room, Jin Ling and Ouyang Zizhen had broken
into a fight, full of pinching and pushing and tugging.
Lan Sizhui cleared his throat. “Shall we get going
now?” Jin Ling and Ouyang Zizhen froze in their places and blinked at Sizhui. Without
waiting for their response, Sizhui turned away from them and began to walk.
He heard Jingyi speaking up behind him and saw him ushering
the two boys to join him form the corner of his eye. “Come on, then!”
“Where are we going?” Ouyang Zizhen piped up as he and
Jin Ling joined them.
“Yeah, and why did we have to wake up so early in the
morning?” Jin Ling complained.
“Oh, Young Mistress, did we disturb your beauty sleep?”
Lan Jingyi needled Jin Ling. Lan Sizhui sighed as Jin Ling’s expressions
immediately shifted into something akin to anger.
“We’re here,” Sizhui said, before the boys could begin
arguing amongst themselves.
“Are those rabbits?!” Ouyang Zizhen exclaimed
delightedly. Lan Sizhui exchanged a look with Lan Jingyi before they both
nodded their heads. “Can I—”
“Yes, you’re allowed to pet them,” Jin Ling cut Ouyang
Zizhen off with a response. Sizhui blinked in surprise, not knowing how Jin
Ling was so sure of the fact.
“Have you been here before, Jin Ling?” Sizhui asked.
Jin Ling flushed slightly before shaking his head. “No,
I haven’t. But I’ve heard about this place from Jiujiu. He said I should give
the rabbits a visit to make sure Wei Wuxian and your Hanguang-Jun hadn’t eaten
Lan Jingyi gasped, seeming to take personal offence. “Hanguang-Jun
“Yes, and Wei-gongzi loves these rabbits too much to
turn them into stew,” Lan Sizhui added.
Suddenly another gasp was heard from Ouyang Zizhen,
who was holding onto a rabbit. “Lan Sizhui! Don’t say that! The rabbits can
Jin Ling rolled his eyes as he went to sit down next
to Ouyang Zizhen. “As if they can understand him…or you.”
Sizhui watched as Ouyang Zizhen kept a rabbit on Jin
Ling’s lap. Jin Ling expertly grabbed onto it and sat it down comfortably in
his lap before he began to pet it. Lan Sizhui found the sight to be truly
“So, you’re saying that these rabbits can understand
you, then? Are you a rabbit whisperer, Young Mistress?”
Lan Sizhui shook his head with a soft, fond smile on
his face as he walked over to join his friends in petting the rabbits, with the
sounds of Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi arguing surrounding them.