There's something about being lectured by himself that sits uneasily in his stomach. It could be the noxious combination of so many different types of alcohol, but he was more than familiar with that feeling. He was pretty sure it had more to do with trying to deny something when it was coming from what was essentially his own mouth. Especially admitting that he thought those same things about Lan Wangji.

He opens his mouth to give a retort, but he's right. Lan Zhan has done way more than he could ever think to pay him back for. But cared for us longer than we realize? Just because that Lan Zhan could throw propriety to the wind and show his affection for this Wei Wuxian, it didn't mean it would be the same for him. He knew Lan Zhan cared, even considered them soulmates, but it was a different kind of feeling, facing his own insecurities.

"Mm," is all he can manage, thoroughly chastised and holding the empty glass in his hand. His head is swimming, but at this point he'd be happy to have a few more and black out entirely. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Lan Zhan, but he can't help thinking that Wen Qing might've mistaken about the hardest words to say.