I've only met the both of you, and Wen Ning. You remember him, right? The quiet younger Wen who attended with us at Gusu? He looked very different from what I remember. Aaah, I feel like my memory's being worse than it usually is!

[he keeps one particular meeting close to heart: xue yang. the man had kissed him - kissed him! - and left wei wuxian at conflict with himself. there's truth to be ferreted out, xue yang having painted a terrible picture for wei wuxian in their scant time spent in each other's presence.

wei wuxian has no qualms in admitting to himself: he ran away. he wasn't ready for it.

but this, the company of nie huaisang and lan sizhui, within the comfort of well-decorated walls and the bitter-sweet fragrance of served liquor - this, wei wuxian can handle.]

Lan Sizhui - may I call you Si Zi? I feel like I'm your mother, calling you by your full name every time. Did Lan Zhan scold you for drinking? Was he mean about it? The first time we truly spoke to each other, he recited the rules of the Gusu Lan to me, counting off every one that I've broken. What did I know? I hadn't even seen the wall of rules then!

You didn't get lashed, did you?