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[weiyingdown]

Sanren 散人
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白日依山尽，黄河入海流。欲穷千里目，更上一层楼。☀

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[one_note]

No.

[weiyingdown]

Why not?

[one_note]

I cannot.

[weiyingdown]

Shall I play you a lullaby to help you sleep?

[somewhere far off, he can hear the sound of a flute being played]

[one_note]

[he does not go to meet it, for once.

he has been tired since they day they arrived here, it feels like.]

It is appreciated.

[weiyingdown]

[he doesn't expect him to go and meet it, and so he stops texting and keeps playing as he makes his way around the garden to roughly the spot Lan Wangji indicated]

[one_note]

[he's not hard to spot. he's kneeling on the very edge, much as he did earlier that day when he walked off on autopilot from their conversation; legs tucked under him, hands spread flat on his knees. his qin is with him, but off to the side; he is not playing now.

he's looking out at the open sky, where the two moons are currently visible and the bright hue of the cotton-candy clouds is dimmed by night to something almost normal.]

[weiyingdown]

[it's so much harder to form words when he has to look at his face, why did he think this was a good idea.

he stops playing when he's a few feet behind him, staring at his back]

[one_note]

[turns quietly to look at him, strange eyes pale and faintly glowing in the dark]

[weiyingdown]

[swallows hard and moves to sit next to him with his flute clutched in his lap]

...You're not asleep, so perhaps I played the wrong song.

[one_note]

[shifts his gaze back to the moons]

I cannot sleep. Do not trouble yourself.

[weiyingdown]

Don't you know? I'm the kind of person who causes trouble for others, but never myself.

[shifts so that he's facing Lan Wangji more]

Listen, Hanguang-Jun...I don't want you feeling bad about something that was out of your control. I'll say it as many times as I need to until you believe me. I'm the one who shouldn't have been acting like that towards you.

[one_note]

[calm as frost]

I will not accept those words from you.

[weiyingdown]

Why won't you? They're the truth.

[one_note]

You cause yourself trouble often. You suffer hardship, to protect others.

It is natural be distressed, by such remembrance. And to react.

I will not shirk responsibility for my actions.

[weiyingdown]

You're too hard on yourself. It already happened, and a while ago at that. Even if I only just found out, it's completely out of my hands and yours. What's the use in getting upset over something that happened in the past?

[one_note]

[what's the use, indeed.]

Then I will not speak of it.

[weiyingdown]

That's not what I--

[stops himself, twisting his flute in his hands]

You're so stubborn. Just what am I supposed to say in order to get through to you?

[one_note]

It is what you requested, that I can abide by.

[weiyingdown]

Are you going to hold me to something I said when I was upset as a convenient excuse to get your way?

[one_note]

[his fingers curl into his robes.]

Consider your other requests, at this time.

[to shirk responsibility. to disregard his own feelings and concerns.]

[weiyingdown]

What about them? I wouldn't have asked if I thought they were unreasonable.

[probably]

I want to ease your worries a bit, somehow.

[one_note]

You ease nothing, asking this.

[there's a bite to his words for the first time: not anger, though it sounds like it, but hurt]

My feelings are my own.

[weiyingdown]

[turns his head away from him]

Keep your feelings as they are then. Just...

[he has to pause, wholly unsure of what he wants to say even if he knew how to say it]

[one_note]

[Lan Wangji gives him the space to finish that sentence instead of speaking, which likely doesn't make it easier.]