[ Okay, he should probably explain this better when Wei Ying is sober.
But he moves over to his side, so they can sit together. Perhaps the engagement was a bit hasty, but Lan Wangji can only feel solidified in his heart, how much it is he loves Wei Ying. He peers at his smile and counts how many blessings it is to see it every day. ]
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But he moves over to his side, so they can sit together. Perhaps the engagement was a bit hasty, but Lan Wangji can only feel solidified in his heart, how much it is he loves Wei Ying. He peers at his smile and counts how many blessings it is to see it every day. ]
How drunk are you feeling?