2021-08-18 11:26 (UTC)
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Yuan squeezes his hand reassuringly before letting him go, hoping that this will all work out - for Jin Ling and for his uncle.

Zizhen gives his friend a terrified look, but he sighs and shoves himself to his feet - he's spent this whole time talking about how they're all there to support Jin Ling, he has to put his money where his mouth is, so he follows the young sect leader out of the room.

Yuan gives Jingyi a grateful smile, falling into step beside him as they head out. He asks him again about being a Lan, mostly with the intention of getting him talking so he can just let the chatter wash over him as they walk, allow him to half-listen without the effort of joining in the conversation while he's still processing everything that just happened.

They arrive back at Yuan's room in a few minutes and he enters first - he doesn't realise, immediately, that anything is wrong, until he hears a thump behind him and turns to see Jingyi's surprised face as he slumps to the ground, unconscious by the time he hits the floor.

He gasps, stepping back with wide eyes.

~~~

Wei Wuxian turns to his husband and basically throws himself into Lan Zhan's arms.

"He's alive!" he says giddily, grinning "He's alive and he's here and-"

He's here because he's a prostitute. Because Jin Ling hired him to be here. Jin Ling might be intending on freeing him now, but how long has he been living this life? How long has he been alone and scared and missing the family he barely remembered?

His smile fades, his arms around Lan Zhan tightening as he finally starts to consider the life that Yuan has had to live without him.

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