[unfortunately, that's just the truth of it; nothing can be done, as they cannot turn back time, but they can at least enjoy each other's company now and perhaps for however long wei wuxian wants to deal with him. (because, of course, sizhui's going to want to spend as much time with him as possible.) maybe they'll have more time when he's older, when he's able to more freely travel by himself and see whomever he wants without having to worry about who might not approve. looking at you, lan qiren.
funny that wei wuxian would think of sizhui when he smells the flower. jasmine flowers are what he likes most and he tries his best to find things that smell like them often so he can have that scent and sandalwood whenever he wants to smell nice.
he flushes faintly at that, raising the same hand he'd handed the flower off with to rub the side of his neck in sheepishness.] It wasn't really replantable after that... so a friend of mine— [that's putting it lightly!] —helped me chop it up into firewood.
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looking at you, lan qiren.funny that wei wuxian would think of sizhui when he smells the flower. jasmine flowers are what he likes most and he tries his best to find things that smell like them often so he can have that scent and sandalwood whenever he wants to smell nice.
he flushes faintly at that, raising the same hand he'd handed the flower off with to rub the side of his neck in sheepishness.] It wasn't really replantable after that... so a friend of mine— [that's putting it lightly!] —helped me chop it up into firewood.
[not a total waste that way, right?]