The Value of Recognition

Chapter 3 - Well shit

"Wei-qianbei, are you okay?" asked Lan Sizhui. Healer Zhang had been quietly filling in Second in Command Pan about what they knew so far, but the juniors had been focused on their Senior Wei and the adorable child who they couldn't believe was actually the irascible Sect Leader Jiang. As such, they noticed when the mood on that side of the table dropped.

One minute everything was fine and he was enjoying the food and the next, Wei Wuxian's chicken had slipped out of his chopsticks, Jingyi style, and had (luckily) landed on his bowl of rice without him noticing a thing. He'd fallen silent and seemed to be far away. None of them knew why he was reacting this way to the toddler's innocent words.

"Who's A-Ying?" Ouyang Zizhen whispered to Lan Jingyi.

"Beats me..."

But he remembered something and it seemed to click. "Wait.. Do you think... that it's Wei-qianbei?" Jingyi replied, thinking of all the Wei Yings Hanguang-Jun had said since his return.

"Young Master Jiang," said Jin Ling, also concerned about Wei Wuxian's reaction and as straightforward as his uncle he asked, "Who is A-Ying?"

"A-Ying is A-Ying," he chirped, "Wei-shufu said A-Ying will be fwens with A-Cheng, like A-die and Wei-shufu. But he didn't bwing A-Ying."

Jin Ling seemed like he'd caught on. He looked between his xiao jiujiu and Wei Wuxian with a mix of pity and sorrow.

Wei Wuxian had noticed none of this. His head was filled with white noise. Wei Changze. When did Jiang Cheng meet Wei Changze? Jiang Cheng never mentioned meeting his parents. And he himself didn't remember ever being to Lotus Pier before Jiang Fengmian found him (though granted he did have a shitty memory). Mini Jiang Cheng said his Wei-shufu promised to bring A-Ying to play with him. Was that... Did it never happen because his parents...didn't make it back?? Was three year old Jiang Cheng's memory of Wei Changze the last time he ever set foot in Lotus Pier? Grief held his heart like a vice at the thought.

Wei Wuxian did not remember how long he was on the streets. He vaguely remembered being around five in the only memory he has of them that remained clear. Him, getting a little too big to ride on his father's shoulders, but his father humoring him anyway. His mother was laughing and happy, sitting on a donkey and looking at them fondly.

His years on the street blurred together. All he knew was that his parents were on a night hunt and when they were done they would come and get him. But he waited and waited and nobody came. Eventually the food they had left him had run out and he had gotten hungry and wandered away from their camp (and later, couldn't find his way back). He'd had to fight other children, even adults, for little scraps of food and the best places to find shelter for the next few years. And of course, the worst thing to happen to him was those feral street dogs who would chase him and bite him, especially if he'd managed to scrounge up any little food from the stuff people threw out.

("Senior Wei.")

When Jiang Fengmian had found him and taken him home, he was amazed at the beauty and splendor of Lotus Pier. To a nine-year old who'd been on the streets for years, he had never seen such a sight. If he had been there before, he would have surely remembered it! He could only conclude that he hadn't gotten the chance to visit Lotus Pier. He didn't recognise Jiang Cheng when he met him as a child and Jiang Fengmian had only said that this would be his home now. He hadn't asked him if he remembered him or Lotus Pier.

Wei Wuxian hadn't gone with Jiang Fengmian because he knew him, he had gone because the man said he knew his parents and had offered him food and shelter. By then, he was old enough to know that his parents were never coming back.