There's gasp from above him. "...Wuming?" Hua Cheng's head snaps up, eye wide with shock, to find Xie Lian awake and sitting up and staring back, his free hand pressed to his mouth and tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. "How..." The word is barely a whisper

Hua Cheng's hands shake, his mind an utter blank, and then Xie Lian is half climbing half falling out of the coffin and into Hua Cheng's arms, the gods own arms going around him and with out thinking Hua Cheng instinctively embraces him back and then they're both clinging to