总有一天; a place to hide

by yiqie

That’s just the thing, isn’t it? Wei Ying feels nothing. He doesn’t feel anything, and this emptiness should scare him. He knows he should be scared. He wants to be scared. He isn’t. Fear itself is never scary; fear is just a response. It means that your body wants you alive. It’s the absence of terror that scares him.

Genres: Fan Fiction

424 pages, Free Online Fanfiction

Published January 1, 2020

Reviews

[Marureviere · Rating 5 out of 5]

“I want to be someone that deserves your love,” he says.

“You already are,” says Lan Zhan.

“I want to be someone that grows in your love.”

Wei Ying’s cheek smarts when Lan Zhan catches escaped tears with his shirt sleeve. “Then I will love you,” he murmurs, “until you do.”

[lane ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ · Rating 5 out of 5]

there is nothing I can say to you that would proportionately convey what just happened in my body

i am going to write a review for this one day because nothing else has ever evoked such emotion within me and i suspect nothing ever will and i fear that if i don’t put that into sixty-two consecutive paragraphs i might combust from the sheer heft of it

[Notnotnerdygirl · Rating 5 out of 5]

One of the greatest, most moving things I have ever read? like this just got to me in so many ways, I babbled about it to my friends, and sobbed when I finished it. my heart hurts, but in a good way. so, yeah. goddamn that was brilliant.

[Sofia Yordanova]

Well, this was a strange experience. Хареса ми как е показана депресията в ежедневието. Как човек може да пътува с метрото и да мисли как иска да приключи живота си, как може да е сред хора и да мисли единствено за това колко силно желае да се самоубие. Определено ми хареса и че бяха представени реакциите на хората, чийто близък човек се е опитал да се самоубие. Допаднаха ми и някои цитати, които дават надежда... такива, които не те карат да вярваш, че всичко ще се оправи, но поне ти дават надеждата, че това ще стане. Но, честно казано, очаквах много повече от този фанфикшън. Главният ми проблем с него беше стилът на писане. Той... въобще не беше приятен. На места бих казала, че дори беше болезнен за четене. И знам, че това е гадно нещо да кажеш, за което съжалявам, но наистина се усети така. Беше дори по-зле от ситуацията с „Влюбих се в надеждата“.

[charlie · Rating 5 out of 5]

“His chest is one big, stupid universe—eating itself and exploding both at once, until one day he’ll cave upon himself, but until then he is loved and huge and known. ”