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[leng]

My my, cold hearted child, tell me how you feel
Just a blade in the grass, spoke unto the wheel
My my, cold hearted child, tell me where it's all gone
The luster of your bones, those arms that held you strong.

- Ben Howard - The Fear

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[flauted]

it's too sad, isn't it? waiting so long for one person
wouldn't it be easier to just let go?

[leng]

( An unfortunate direct hit. He has to take a moment. )

Some things are impossible to put aside. No real choice for either of them.

[flauted]

isn't that still making a choice?

[leng]

Is it?

Perhaps by instinct. Nature.

[flauted]

still, still

surely it would make more sense to simply say ah, this person is too troublesome
rather than be stuck for so long

[leng]

( It takes longer this time for his reply, elegant writing passed out slowly. )

I think if there is love, then the trouble does not matter as much. Or perhaps neither of them see it that way. Maybe it is only vexing from an outside perspective.

[flauted]

i hope he figures it out soon though
for her sake if nothing else
no one should have to wait so long to find some peace

[leng]

Did she seem like she minded it?

[flauted]

well. nnnnoooooooo

ah i'm overthinking this, huh? lan zhan, lan zhan, what would you have done?
i've already left them, i won't go back on it! but i'm curious nowww

[leng]

Waited, too.

( The writing comes easily enough, but ends in a singular discordant ink-slash like his brush has paused on some realisation. It has, he comes to the conclusion a second too late that Wei Wuxian might mean the exorcism and not something closer to the grief.

More slowly, too aware of himself now. )

The same as Wei Ying.

I would have been moved by it the same. I would have protected them too.

[flauted]

[ a beat. another beat. somewhere, in a village barely big enough for a guesthouse but not big enough for a spot on the map, Wei Wuxian may or may not be finishing off a bottle. ]

you deserved better too

[leng]

No.

( Maybe. But if Lan Wangji deserved better, then so too did Wei Wuxian. )

That part is not a regret, Wei Ying.

[flauted]

stubborn, so stubborn!


you know, it's starting to get pretty cold. winter will be here soon.

[ BLATANTLY untrue. ]

[leng]

Oh?

Is there something that would assuage Wei Ying's worries?

[flauted]

perhaps if i were to find someplace to stay through the worst of it...

[leng]

Wei Ying is always welcome with me. Though it may be cold in the mountain, I would see to it than he were always warm.