I didn't really get any writing done this week due to RL, but I still have a little backlog of snippetty things,
Wei Ying keeps revisiting what they have heard of Sizhui and Wen Ning's travels as they settle in for the night, ponders that he should get a horse after all, and worries about Little Apple being jealous. They are moving around each other carefully, but at ease. Lan Wangji takes the side of the bed under the window, where it's colder.
As he lies back and folds up his hands, he thinks there is something nostalgic about listening to Wei Ying's random observations while his skin is tingling from his closeness and a shiver of nervousness is all over him, like an old familiar blanket.
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