It's pitiful but even the simple act of raising a cup to his lips to drink is almost too much for him. His hand shakes from the effort after only getting a sip, causing a little bit to spill down his chin. Normally that would've embarrassed him tremendously, but he doesn't even react to it.
"Zizhen?" He finally asks, starting to piece together how weird it is to see the other sect heir in his bedroom. "Am I hallucinating again?"
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Jingyi walked Yuan back to the Jingshi before giving him one more hug and promising he'd be back the next day. He could see the candlelight in the open doorways of the bedroom, so he knew he was leaving Yuan in good hands. He left, determined to go to sleep in the bed Zizhen had used the night before.
Inside, Lan Zhan sat at his desk quietly reading another letter he received that day from a small clan requesting advice. A wrapped gift sat at the table awaiting their son's return.
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2021-09-03 11:24 (UTC)"Zizhen?" He finally asks, starting to piece together how weird it is to see the other sect heir in his bedroom. "Am I hallucinating again?"
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Jingyi walked Yuan back to the Jingshi before giving him one more hug and promising he'd be back the next day. He could see the candlelight in the open doorways of the bedroom, so he knew he was leaving Yuan in good hands. He left, determined to go to sleep in the bed Zizhen had used the night before.
Inside, Lan Zhan sat at his desk quietly reading another letter he received that day from a small clan requesting advice. A wrapped gift sat at the table awaiting their son's return.