No one else noticed. The only ones who might have noticed because of how well they knew him and their observation skills were extremely distracted with their own things. In this instance, Wanyin didn't fault them for it. He wasn't sure if Wuxian had figured it out or if he had just been annoyingly sympathetic regardless of the reasons involved, ugh. Wangji was the other one and he just didn't give a fuck. The man was a total bitch.
It seems like it has always and will always be this way too. Any time he makes a move to protect, it's lost behind other people's bouts of glory or some other distraction. Does anyone remember that he charged the temple alone, leaving a trail of bloody bodies in his wake, for his family? No. The stories speak of Wei Wuxian, Wangji, and the two who actually deserve mentions, Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen. He sympathized with that particular Jade. The man was handsome, kind, and had been played a fool. Sound familiar?
He sighs as his attention returns to the present to another man who idolized his idiot brother. The amount of shameless fawning Huaisang has done over the years has been embarrassing, or perhaps it's Wanyin's reaction to that fawning that's the real disgrace. Fortunately that is one humiliation no one ever has to be aware of. Just like now, he can pretend hearing his name doesn't bring butterflies to his stomach and he's drunk enough not to notice the smile that blossoms on his face. If only it had been Cheng..
He's prevented, at least temporarily, from saying anything stupid as his servants come forward to deliver their meal. He tries not to notice it's some of the expensive beef that was to be prepared the next day. He was going to have to find a way to thank his chef for the wise and subtle decision to use it before it went bad without forcing Wanyin to have a discussion about it first.
"Please, Huaisang eat your fill. There's plenty." It's.. a whole cow after all and no guests. No guests or a family or children.. just like his life. The people of Yunmeng would be enjoying the rest of this food tomorrow, he decides.
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It seems like it has always and will always be this way too. Any time he makes a move to protect, it's lost behind other people's bouts of glory or some other distraction. Does anyone remember that he charged the temple alone, leaving a trail of bloody bodies in his wake, for his family? No. The stories speak of Wei Wuxian, Wangji, and the two who actually deserve mentions, Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen. He sympathized with that particular Jade. The man was handsome, kind, and had been played a fool. Sound familiar?
He sighs as his attention returns to the present to another man who idolized his idiot brother. The amount of shameless fawning Huaisang has done over the years has been embarrassing, or perhaps it's Wanyin's reaction to that fawning that's the real disgrace. Fortunately that is one humiliation no one ever has to be aware of. Just like now, he can pretend hearing his name doesn't bring butterflies to his stomach and he's drunk enough not to notice the smile that blossoms on his face. If only it had been Cheng..
He's prevented, at least temporarily, from saying anything stupid as his servants come forward to deliver their meal. He tries not to notice it's some of the expensive beef that was to be prepared the next day. He was going to have to find a way to thank his chef for the wise and subtle decision to use it before it went bad without forcing Wanyin to have a discussion about it first.
"Please, Huaisang eat your fill. There's plenty." It's.. a whole cow after all and no guests. No guests or a family or children.. just like his life. The people of Yunmeng would be enjoying the rest of this food tomorrow, he decides.