After an apology from his father followed by a frank conversation about what Yuan was used to, and a firm assurance it wouldn't happen again, regardless, they had spent most of the morning just talking; filling in the years since they saw each other last. His father told him stories, too, of when he was younger, and Yuan uses them to flesh out the hints of memory he'd managed to cling to.
Zizhen is more than happy to go and visit Yuan - he's spent the morning alternating between trying to compose an embarrassingly earnest poem about Jingyi, and composing a letter to his father before deciding that the former was terrible and the latter unnecessary when he's going home in a few days anyway.
When the two arrive, Wei Wuxian and Yuan are sitting on the porch of the Jingshi, with Yuan giggling as his father tells another story of his childhood. He looks up and sees them approaching, lifting his hand in a wave.
Re: No worries!
After an apology from his father followed by a frank conversation about what Yuan was used to, and a firm assurance it wouldn't happen again, regardless, they had spent most of the morning just talking; filling in the years since they saw each other last. His father told him stories, too, of when he was younger, and Yuan uses them to flesh out the hints of memory he'd managed to cling to.
Zizhen is more than happy to go and visit Yuan - he's spent the morning alternating between trying to compose an embarrassingly earnest poem about Jingyi, and composing a letter to his father before deciding that the former was terrible and the latter unnecessary when he's going home in a few days anyway.
When the two arrive, Wei Wuxian and Yuan are sitting on the porch of the Jingshi, with Yuan giggling as his father tells another story of his childhood. He looks up and sees them approaching, lifting his hand in a wave.
"Jingyi, Zizhen, hello!"