Wu Xie nods towards the vendor, thanking uncle for his words and then looks back at Lan Wangji. He was a lot like Zhang Qiling with the way his face stays still for long moments, as if the idea of emotions was hard to show to others. He had gotten use to reading his Xiao-ge, and it helps a little to see some of what's hiding behind Lan Wangji's still face.

"You've already moved me to laughter, just a little," he says gently and motions to the one bottle he had made his attempt in. He didn't want to say it directly but still, laughter was easy, even if his sometimes ends with a cough.

"Tears though... I can suggest something that you could say to me."