[more memories have been coming back, particularly now that he's made the assurance he's a-yuan. each and every day, little fragments piece themselves back together, he recalls another thing like with the spicy food or wei wuxian burying him in the soil so he'd grow.
if there's one thing he's bound and determined to never forget anytime soon, it's the way his father had reached for the ribbon around his forehead, how he'd accepted, leaned into the touch as further reassurance toward yes, i am still your son! because it was the truth. then the ridiculous leg-clinging coupled with more affectionate headrubs and hanguang-jun smiling— he's almost certain he'll be hard pressed to find a better moment, but he's definitely not unwilling to make more.
taking the few seconds he needs to see how lan wangji finishes the sandwich, sizhui does the same, hesitates a moment before holding his hand out for the knife. he should probably find one for himself... except that means finding another.]
What sort of variety do they have? I will at least try this, I suppose, although it's good to know there are options.
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if there's one thing he's bound and determined to never forget anytime soon, it's the way his father had reached for the ribbon around his forehead, how he'd accepted, leaned into the touch as further reassurance toward yes, i am still your son! because it was the truth. then the ridiculous leg-clinging coupled with more affectionate headrubs and hanguang-jun smiling— he's almost certain he'll be hard pressed to find a better moment, but he's definitely not unwilling to make more.
taking the few seconds he needs to see how lan wangji finishes the sandwich, sizhui does the same, hesitates a moment before holding his hand out for the knife. he should probably find one for himself... except that means finding another.]
What sort of variety do they have? I will at least try this, I suppose, although it's good to know there are options.