[ chu wanning knew little about mo ran's past; one day he hadn't been there, and the next, sect leader xue was talking about finding his nephew, only to bring in this boy with a bright, charming grin and a stubbornness that rivaled chu wanning's own stubborn nature. so the little snippets he has gotten, especially this one, are noted, fiercely guarded so chu wanning will always remember them and try to piece together something that might bring him comfort. they're few, and far between. the most chu wanning's gleaned from anything mo ran's mentioned, and from seeing his manners and the state of his education, is that he had few comforts, and food is important. chu wanning knows he is no better; his childhood is one thing he absolutely refuses to discuss with anyone, since his relationship with his shizun completely crumbled, with no possibility of fixing it. (no desire to fix it.)
he quietly watches mo ran, nodding in agreement to his comments about the house; they'll have to fix it up further, but it would be better to live in than the small place he has back in the shadowlands. so lost in thought thinking about how to fix it up, almost ashamed he hadn't considered it before, chu wanning doesn't realize mo ran's turned to him until he feels those broad hands on his arms. chu wanning makes a noise in the back of his throat like exasperated laughter, batting away his hands. ] Mo Ran! What's gotten into you? I'm fine.
[ he has lost some weight but it's not terrible, and he's had to practice inedia more than he was wont to do before, but he's managed so far.
eventually, he gets mo ran's hands to let go. ] Put on your robes and we'll return to the Shadowlands. [ it's said less sharply than he might have said it before, something a little relaxed and loose in his chest. once mo ran is dressed, chu wanning will guide them out and back to the shadowlands and his small house there. ]
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he quietly watches mo ran, nodding in agreement to his comments about the house; they'll have to fix it up further, but it would be better to live in than the small place he has back in the shadowlands. so lost in thought thinking about how to fix it up, almost ashamed he hadn't considered it before, chu wanning doesn't realize mo ran's turned to him until he feels those broad hands on his arms. chu wanning makes a noise in the back of his throat like exasperated laughter, batting away his hands. ] Mo Ran! What's gotten into you? I'm fine.
[ he has lost some weight but it's not terrible, and he's had to practice inedia more than he was wont to do before, but he's managed so far.
eventually, he gets mo ran's hands to let go. ] Put on your robes and we'll return to the Shadowlands. [ it's said less sharply than he might have said it before, something a little relaxed and loose in his chest. once mo ran is dressed, chu wanning will guide them out and back to the shadowlands and his small house there. ]