"My uncle..." Yuan repeats softly, watching the older man as he leaves. He hopes he'll get a chance to meet him properly, though he worries that he might react to him the same way Hanguang Jun's uncle did. He doesn't voice that, though, not when the other two clearly respect him a lot.
Zizhen squeezes Jingyi's hand back with a shy smile - a smile which only grows when Jingyi rests a head on his shoulder. Yuan glances over at them and can't help but echo that pleased expression, he likes to see people happy. True romance is a rare sight in his line of work.
"That's wonderful," Wuxian says sincerely, giving his husband a bright, encouraging smile "Let's hope we start to see more of him soon."
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2021-09-01 09:46 (UTC)"My uncle..." Yuan repeats softly, watching the older man as he leaves. He hopes he'll get a chance to meet him properly, though he worries that he might react to him the same way Hanguang Jun's uncle did. He doesn't voice that, though, not when the other two clearly respect him a lot.
Zizhen squeezes Jingyi's hand back with a shy smile - a smile which only grows when Jingyi rests a head on his shoulder. Yuan glances over at them and can't help but echo that pleased expression, he likes to see people happy. True romance is a rare sight in his line of work.
"That's wonderful," Wuxian says sincerely, giving his husband a bright, encouraging smile "Let's hope we start to see more of him soon."
His eyes stray to the letter again.
"News of Jin Ling?" he asks quietly.