Lan Wangji is impossibly lucky, a fact to which he returns almost every day. Few people get a second chance in this particular way. Lan Wangji never forgot Wei Ying across all those long, mundane, grueling, fruitful years, and never loved anyone else, but he did, slowly, heal. That took nothing away from the strength of his feelings when they reunited. He tries, now, to choose his words carefully. "Thirteen years had passed. I had changed. When I recognized him, I still loved him."