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What job did they give you?

[What is this?? This is a boy who is used to near-constant personalized attention and from his uncles who now is separated from one, estranged from another, and barely known to the third. Lan Sizhui's friendship can't carry the full weight of Jin Ling's need for attention and love, and the elder Lan brothers have other things on their mind.

This isn't forgiveness. It's the barest thread of contact past the game they've been playing of following each others shadows on the network. Your nephew misses you, too.]

[Yes, Wei Wuxian knows text is difficult for Meng Yao. He also doesn't really care. So.]

I want to know your side of everything. Reasons. Actions. Everything.

Written down.

[He hasn't yet realized that it's supposed to be romantic, and also has no idea that this is a misdelivery thanks to the miniplot. He finds it more creepy than anything. But hey, ostentatious gift with a card that says "I love you", he has an immediate first suspect.]

Did you send this?? Stop SENDING me things.

[Jin Ling's sitting in the main room of his apartment. He tilts the camera so that the tea set is visible laid out tidily on the table, then brings it back to his face.]

Uncle. I spoke to Hanguang-Jun and Uncle Wei regarding justice for your crimes, considering the limitations upon us in this place. I suggested a course of rehabilitation, and they agreed to Zewu-Jun and myself working with you to help you find a path to earn back our trust, so long as neither of us meet with you alone.

I ask that you respect that requirement, and help us to do the same, even if we might be tempted otherwise. [He lowers his eyes, which is as good as a confession that he is so tempted.]

I'll send the address. Please come and speak with us here.

We should talk more. Come over when it's convient.

[address attached]

Sorry for running off so suddenly, I really did want to talk to you more and make sure you were doing okay. (;´□｀)/ But it was nice to make Jin Ling laugh for once instead of just yelling at me.

But we should’ve stuck around instead of running. Hanguang-jun caught us (ToT) it was the worst outcome. Who knew our actions would have consequences?

Kidding.

But seriously, are you doing well?

RUN

[ Hi, Meng Yao. Bet what you really wanted was Lan Wangji showing up outside your door, one hand tightened into a fist behind his back, Bichen gripped in the other.

The knock is sharp and pointed. ]

Jin Ling has a lot to deal with the day that his heart suddenly returns and his golden core lights up. After the initial gasping and trembling, there's a long fit of sobbing and clinging to his dog and then to his roommate.

But once he finally calms down a little and starts thinking about apologies due, there's somewhere he has to be.

He sends a text on the way, just in case. You home?

But he's already on his way, and it won't be long before he shows up on his uncle's doorstep, knocking lightly at the door. Fairy is at his side, as usual, worried about the amount of crying her person has done today but glad that he no longer feels Wrong.

When the door opens, he offers a shy, apologetic smile. "Hey."

[ Xichen is utterly exhausted, and he knows the rest are not any better. So he can't... he can't go to Meng Yao. Because he's too vulnerable right now, but also because this would hurt his brother who is already bleeding so heavily on the inside that Xichen can see in his eyes that he's longing for actually bleeding.

So Xichen stays close.

Only takes a moment to send a package he had prepared from before, containing a jade peony in Lan hues, writing a note to go with it. ]

The storm seems to be over, for now. Happy day of birth, Meng Yao.

I hope that it can truly be a new beginning. I'm glad that you live to see another, with all the complications that may come.

- Xichen

[This message may come as a surprise. But Sizhui has an idea, a plan. It's risky, so he wants to be sure Meng Yao follows.]

Meng Yao, do you enjoy the archery lessons? If you're able, can you come to my archery class...this Friday in particular?

I haven't told my father of your attendance. I decided not to. So you're safe.

how's the arm?

[ NOT said ~~yet~~ is the are you behaving really? ]

Meng Yao?

Meng Yao?

I'm going to go search for Jin Ling and Fairy all over the cities. He hasn't come back home for the last two days now. Would you join me in the search?

[He refused to believe he's gone. He never handle grief before one being so young. He doesn't want to give up. But a visit to the porters to ask questions, just to be sure.]

[The night of the dinner with everyone, Yanli made a few dishes early and packed them up carefully in a basket and tucking in a small blanket to keep anything from moving around too much or getting cold.

And then, sword in hand to put her brothers at ease if need be, she makes her way to visit Meng Yao, knocking lightly at his door after a bit of wandering.]

[ Meng Yao will find a gift basket on his doorstep. It has a bottle of decent liquor, as well as a rolled up painting of Jin Ling in a style he might recognize as Wei Wuxian's.

But no note. ]

Edited 2020-04-26 12:37 (UTC)

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Video: Pre-recorded, not live feed

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Text; following lantern festival shenanigans (also I’m mobile pretend this is the texting font)

Text; During the Lantern Festival, immediately after Jiang Cheng's arrival

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Late evening after the Heartless plot ends

delivery: Feb 20 after the shadows disappear

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text; once a certain disappearance has been confirmed

Morning of 3/26