[They talked about everything, the flaws and triumphs of their relationship. Lan Xichen was a piece of their heart, as they were connected. They shared stories from Mingjue's time in cloud recesses and a time Lan Xichen serenaded Lanling with his drunken xiao playing while gazing at the moon.]

Good. I know you will.

[Lan Xichen was doing that again, pulling himself in so others didn't worry. Mingjue did that with his strength and he did that with an artificial smile. He slapped at his arm lightly.]

Stop that. Stop pushing your emotions away for my convenience. This is how we got to the place we ended up to begin with. We all hid how we felt because we needed to have others not worry. I did it, Da-ge did it. You do it.

I don't care if the feelings are ugly. I mean that. If we want better we have to do the hard work for it.

[Finally, he huffed with a stubborn pout. He dealt with stubborn Mingjue for a year and a half so he could bully Lan Xichen for his good.]

Besides, these clothes are hardly fashionable. I'd rather wear the booty shorts, at least I could move unencumbered in them.