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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[nods wordlessly, breath caught in his throat unexpectedly by the question

of course he is happy.]

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[smiles at that, just a little]

Is Wei Ying?

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Sometimes.

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It is good.

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[seriously]

I will try.

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[nods, but]

Staying even when he is not happy.

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Mm.

[pauses again; not a hesitation, just a moment to consider his words...]

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For your Wei Ying.

Is it difficult?

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Does yours trust you?

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[he doesn't know.]

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[oh]

Took time.

More trust, more staying.

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[exhales]

Time will tell.

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Mm.

You did not tie him to a donkey.

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[tilts his head]

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[a soft huff]

Wished to keep him safe. Would not let him go.

[he does not excuse himself, though he knows it is not something he would have done before Wei Ying died -- something he tried very hard not to do before Wei Ying died. he thought a lot, in those thirteen years, where his life moved on while his heart was largely in hiatus. he has his reasons.]

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Tempting.

[he doesn't judge himself for it. he literally explained to Wei Wuxian why it was a kink a couple of days ago, though he doubts Wei Wuxian fully Got It.]

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Perhaps, no need.

[five days is longer than Wei Wuxian would ever willingly stay with him, in that fraught time after his revival.]

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I know why I cannot.

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[his hand is flat on the counter, eyes a little distant, not looking at his older self; he still isn't standing in judgment over the elder Lan Wangji for going ahead. he's simply looking at a past much more painfully recent than it was thirteen years from where he stands.]

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Different circumstance. No pretenses.

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Less time.

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Mm.

Do you wish help?

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[hhhesitates]

How?

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However you like.

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[hesitates]

Tell Wei Ying.

[...pauses again]