Yuan. Yuan is worried. Wanted to come. We're your friends. Always. His sweet Yuan.. He had to keep fighting to see Yuan again. Waiting till the next time he came to the life was far too long to make someone wait. Beyond that, he had love for the man talking. His uncle too..

Or maybe he just really wants to hear the gossip. You never know!

"Water," Jin Ling weakly begs, barely more than a whisper, as his consciousness was slowly creeping back to him. He moves his hand a few inches closer in Zizhen's direction.