[ He won't say that he's already seen all these places, because even before Wei Ying took him to the Ancestral Hall to bow to his parents and his sister, he had gone there in the interim of his death.
He had looked at all the trees and imagined little Wei Ying, cuts and scrapes on his shins, smile brighter than heaven. He had looked over the docks and imagined he and Jiang Cheng jumping in, and Yanli holding up her hands to shield from the splash of water.
And one day, he had gone to those ancestral halls and done a bow. He had asked after which neighbor owned those lotus pods and had stolen them anyway.
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He had looked at all the trees and imagined little Wei Ying, cuts and scrapes on his shins, smile brighter than heaven. He had looked over the docks and imagined he and Jiang Cheng jumping in, and Yanli holding up her hands to shield from the splash of water.
And one day, he had gone to those ancestral halls and done a bow. He had asked after which neighbor owned those lotus pods and had stolen them anyway.
What he says is: ]
I'd like to see all of it with you.