Lan Wangzi

Wei Wuxian didn't die. He barely escaped the fire, but his eyes were cut and he could barely see. He crawled as far as he could and passed out. He woke up in someone's warm arms, his wounds gently tended. Wei Ying whispered softly, "Who are you?"
The man did not respond immediately, but answered slightly firmly: Lan Wangzi

Wei Ying thought that his old "enemy" would kill him, but it was... worse.
Lan Wangji locked him in his room, closing the windows and removing all sharp objects. Wei Ying lived for a day, a week, a month... once he tried to escape. Lan Wangji shackled his leg to the bed.
Wei began to lose track of time; everything was turning into one hell. Wangzi fed him, then watered him. He left food and water on the nightstand next to his bed. He went out to do some business. He returned, fed Wei Ying, and they went to bed. And so on in an endless circle.

Wei Ying was starting to go crazy *

• One day, Wei Ying tried to... move Wangzi to pity *
  Wei Ying-Wangzi, please don't go, listen to me!..
  Lan Wangzi–Wei Ying, I have to go. I'll be back.* Gently strokes his cheek *
  Wei Ying-Lan Zhan, let me go! Pr-..

• Wei felt a painful blow to his cheek and froze. He heard the sound of knees hitting the floor and was hugged *
  Lan Wangzi-forgive me.. darling, please forgive me, I won't do it again. But I have to go.

• Wangzi.. loved Wei Ying dearly, afraid of losing him, he locked him up, not thinking about how Wei Ying felt. and Wei began to harbor...anger, a painful attachment to Lan Zhan... and go crazy