"Sizhui," Lan Zhan says, almost shyly as they get to the end of the long rope bridge. He steals a glance at his husband, a small but real smile on his face.
He normally would leave something like this up to his love to decide, but he'd indirectly meant that he'd been thinking about names. Since there wasn't one on Wuxian's mind, that meant he could offer the one he'd been holding in his heart the last day or so without the full courage to say it. "It means 'to yearn for' or 'to wish for'."
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Jin Ling turns his head vaguely in Zizhen's direction, but otherwise doesn't really respond to him.
"It has to," Jiang Cheng says somberly. He hangs the charm on the bed as close to his nephew as he could. He's a bit thrown off Zizhen is responding with such surprise. The boy had been told of Jin Ling's condition hadn't he? That's why he'd come so swiftly, was it not?
"Did my brother fail to tell you he's dying?" He asks, folding his arms over his chest. Had the 'vulture' comment been too unclear? (Yes, yes it had. Or maybe Wuxian hadn't actually wanted to panic everyone. Or better yet, he was following the instructions you, yourself, had given him.) "Stay and keep talking to him. He is lucid sometimes and even when he isn't, I'm sure hearing a voice of a friend will help."
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He normally would leave something like this up to his love to decide, but he'd indirectly meant that he'd been thinking about names. Since there wasn't one on Wuxian's mind, that meant he could offer the one he'd been holding in his heart the last day or so without the full courage to say it. "It means 'to yearn for' or 'to wish for'."
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Jin Ling turns his head vaguely in Zizhen's direction, but otherwise doesn't really respond to him.
"It has to," Jiang Cheng says somberly. He hangs the charm on the bed as close to his nephew as he could. He's a bit thrown off Zizhen is responding with such surprise. The boy had been told of Jin Ling's condition hadn't he? That's why he'd come so swiftly, was it not?
"Did my brother fail to tell you he's dying?" He asks, folding his arms over his chest. Had the 'vulture' comment been too unclear? (Yes, yes it had. Or maybe Wuxian hadn't actually wanted to panic everyone. Or better yet, he was following the instructions you, yourself, had given him.) "Stay and keep talking to him. He is lucid sometimes and even when he isn't, I'm sure hearing a voice of a friend will help."