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[The ornament is carved out of jade and fashioned into a butterfly. A symbol for undying love. There is no note, but the box that holds it is a creamy white with gold accents.]

((immediately subsequent to this discussion]

[Jin Ling comes into view in the center of the frame, angling the camera so that Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian can be seen in the background.]

Zewu-Jun. [He makes a cursory little bow, the best he can do while he's still holding the communicator steady.]

I asked Hanguang-Jun and Senior Wei to meet with me to discuss what to do about LianFang-Zun. I fear that ostracizing my uncle will only worsen him. I remember how he spoke about having no choice, and how he was driven to his crimes because he felt trapped and isolated by his situation. I want to provide him a path to rehabilitation by making clear to him that he is not trapped and isolated. We will help him, but he has to learn to trust us to help him at times when he feels that there is no choice. He will have to work hard to earn back our trust, but I believe that helping him find the right way to do so is the best course of action.

Hanguang-Jun and Senior Wei agree that we should not meet with him alone. I would like to speak with you, so that we can discuss how best to proceed before we contact him.

Edited 2020-01-31 02:15 (UTC)

[ They have tea nearly every day, so it's not so strange to see Wangji - except that this is a much later hour than normal and instead of meeting at his work, he's shown up at Xichen's house.

Outwardly, to most of the world, he looks no different than normal. His face impassive, his robes immaculate, his sword in one hand and his fist held behind his back.

Inwardly, he feels like a hurricane barely entrapped in glass.

He waits until his brother answers the door and then his eyes lower before he makes his short, customary bow.

He says nothing, not trusting his voice to conceal the weight of emotion currently plaguing him. He knows his brother will see some of it anyway, but he doesn't want to worry him.

He just wants a place of peace. ]

[ Wangji sends his brother an image.

Well. Four images. The first three are so blurry that barely anything can be made out. The fourth is at least mostly in focus, and it's of a ink painting hanging in Wangji's room. ]

[”Zewu-jun, are you home? Could you meet me outside?” That’s the text message he’ll receive from Miu, worded as politely and semi-formally as she can despite that she she’s trying to do is not, in any way, a formal thing.

Whatever!!]

Jin Ling is with me. There is something wrong with him, but he has no desire to leave me at present. I can keep him safe.

I need answers. He says he encountered someone with a heart symbol on his chest and white hair. After that he stopped being able to properly access his golden core. I have checked; it is intact. However he is not himself.

It's like he has stopped feeling?

[ Now that things are settling back into place, getting back to what is 'normal' for here, he has a question for Lan Xichen. ]

Zewu-Jun. I...Can I ask you a question? It's about Lan Zhan and...something I saw last week...

[ It takes Wangji a long time to write this. He writes many versions, first. One of them merely says “He isn’t worth the air you breathe.” But he doesn’t send that one.

Instead, carefully: ]

Given rope, he will hang himself.

Honoured brother, allow me a request.

Zewu-Jun!

I

Did

Did Lan Zhan go somewhere?

He didn't come back last night.

[ Look who finally went back to Wangji's, even with his sister being here. ]

[He spent all day and all night, searching the cities looking for Jin Ling and Fairy. It's all in vain. There is no answer or response on the communicator when attempting to reach him.

He looked and looked through every street and block, every nook and cranny of alleyways, in shops and in parks. He whistles to evoke that bark until his throat is dry. Eventually he becomes tired and he has but no choice to give up the search and go home to rest. He didn't want to give up. He can't be gone.

He sent a text to his father, and then his uncle next to see if they know anything and they can help. He should not burden this alone and his emotions become complicated because he's starting to remember his past and he needs to explain that.]

Uncle...I can't find him. And Fairy. I looked all over.

[ Jin Rulan is gone and Wei Ying didn’t come home and Wangji is... drunk. ]

rabbits
cute rabbiits
black rabts
blck rabbits with red ribbon

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[A half a day or so after this debacle, once Jingyi figures out how to read other people's conversations, he heads out from home and makes his way to Xichen's front door. It's either evening or the next morning after lessons, and he comes bearing a carton of ice cream and a paper-wrapped gift(?) roughly the size of of a box of poptarts. He's forgone robes this time, and in jeans and a T-shirt, he knocks very politely and proceeds to fidget as the ice cream continues to sweat and melt in the crook of his arm.]

Zewu-Jun, Master Shen Qingqiu could use your aid. He has an affliction that requires the help of someone strong enough to restart his qi. I could think of no one better than yourself and your brother for the task.

I wished to thank you for the reading sessions. They have been most enjoyable.

Xue Yang has arrived. I have done what I can to caution him, but his skills are of concern.

He can resurrect the dead and I fully believe him capable of creating a Fierce Corpse.

[After some consideration, Yanli has decided not to text her brothers. Yet. Someone needs to know though.]

Zewu-jun, if I'm not disturbing you, could I ask your help?

Edited 2020-05-01 09:25 (UTC)

[In a way, Sizhui is calm now, after crying and shedding tears. He's not a child anymore. He was sad, and there's sorrow and pain, but now he's pretty sure his people will return home eventually. He has a promise to his father to protect his uncle and whoever remains. It's in the paper that he is legally the heir, so assuming responsibility of what is left of behind.]

Uncle, I'm going to need your help with the rabbits. I suggest we must rehome them.

[He had thought about this. It wouldn't be fair to the aanimals. It's the only way to save them.]

[It's a rough week, but Sizhui gathered the courage to talk to the remaining juniors. There are many thoughts in his mind. By default, Lan Xichen is still the sect leader and is head of the family, so all the decision is up to him.

So when they have time, he approaches his uncle to talk and discuss an important matter]

Uncle, I have spoken to Jingyi and Miu. It's hard on everyone. [Miu cried...cried a lot.] Remember the classes? Father usually teaches. [But he returns home, so the classes and schedule ended abruptly.]

Do we continue classes or suspend? I think it would be kind to suspend classes for a short period, at least for now. The juniors need more time...to rest and have fun.

[Just giving suggestions]

Brother, Wei Ying has moved in.

[A single text alone can't properly express how overjoyed he is]

I fear our home is inadequate in space. I proposed expanding our home. I shall hire people to renovate the attic and basement.

[For the occasion, there is cake to eat and bubble milk teas to drink. When it comes to gifts, Lan Wangji always goes out of his way to pick special gifts.

For his honored brother, there's a wrapped gift of a brand new calligraphy set with bottled inks, but also a set of cute painted ceramic rabbit figurines. It's something to decorate the desk or put on the shelf.]

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[Text] Also sent to Wei Wuxian.

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Text. After the conversation with Meng Yao on the network

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