Jin Guangyao sits there, puzzling over the message and wondering if the boy knows what a loaded history there is to him and Lan music. If it were anyone else he would have taken this offer for a barbed jab, even, yet this boy seems far too proper and honest for such underhanded tactics. ]
I would enjoy listening to your music, if you think you are allowed to play it for me. You will want to inquire. I would hate for your kindness to be rewarded with punishment.
[ But he would like it, even if he isn't allowed anywhere near musical instruments after he has proven to weaponize his skill with them. It would be nice to listen to music, at least. It's not like he expects Lan Xichen will ever again be able to stomach playing for him without being reminded of the one song he will forever regret teaching him. ]
[sizhui knows enough, he was there in the end, after all—
but the offer is completely, one-hundred-percent harmless and wholehearted and so long as he's the one playing the music, there surely wouldn't be any harm in it? despite being fully-aware of meng yao's rather chaotic past with their music, it's one of the only things he can think of that they have left for entertainment besides calligraphy.]
I'll do so.[even though he would've accepted whatever punishment handed out if that hadn't been suggested.]I had another possible idea, but I'm unsure how Zewu-jun might respond. Whenever I get there, I'll ask your opinion first.
[hanguang-jun certainly won't be pleased with the plan should he put it out there afterward... but sizhui's proven himself capable. oh, and while his playing isn't quite lan xichen's (so it won't be the same), it's still quite adept and will hopefully prove a decent replacement.]
[ Vague allusions are the best way to catch his interest and ensure it will be held. Lan Sizhui might realize it or not but Jin Guangyao has never been able to resist the opportunity to dig up secrets and hoard them. They are, after all, his favorite currency, and the curiosity remains even when the secrets in question are perfectly harmless and likely to be of a more domestic nature.
Yet...]
I wouldn't want you to do anything which will earn you Zewu-jun's displeasure, or cause him discomfort. Least of all on my behalf. I trouble him enough by requiring him to host me.
[gusu lan clan are forbidden to lie but secrets, however; those are different now, aren't they? secrets can be completely, one-hundred-percent harmless depending on who's sharing them! perhaps they're not something he should have with meng yao of all people, that doesn't seem like enough of a deterrent (for some reason).]
If Zewu-jun thought it was any trouble, I doubt he would host you, Lianfang-zun. Worry not, as I said, I'll ask your opinion on the idea once I arrive.
Which should be soon![and the next time they chat, it'll be in person rather than over messages.]
[ When Lan Sizhui arrives, Jin Guangyao opens the door to him perfectly poised and perfectly calm, and eager only to the extent to which it is polite to show eagerness so as not to make a guest feel unwelcome.
As if he hasn't been impatiently awaiting his visit, fussing with his small home though he hardly even has the opportunity to get it cluttered or dirty.
He greets him with a deep bow, as graceful as it had been during his best times, his voice just as demurely pleasant as he greets ] Lan-gongzi, you humble me with your visit.
[it's fortunate jin guangyao answers the door at the perfect moment or else sizhui's not sure he would've been able to properly knock and let him know he's arrived. the lan disciple visibly brightens, returns the bow with one of his own, straightens and smiles afterward.] And you flatter me with your acceptance.
[he glances toward the tray he's got carefully balanced in one hand, considers the round bread loaf, small bowl of soup, raw vegetables and few freshly-rolled dumplings then redirects his attention back to jin guangyao.]
I do hope you are hungry... When I asked for extra food, I didn't expect them to give so much.
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Jin Guangyao sits there, puzzling over the message and wondering if the boy knows what a loaded history there is to him and Lan music. If it were anyone else he would have taken this offer for a barbed jab, even, yet this boy seems far too proper and honest for such underhanded tactics. ]
I would enjoy listening to your music, if you think you are allowed to play it for me. You will want to inquire. I would hate for your kindness to be rewarded with punishment.
[ But he would like it, even if he isn't allowed anywhere near musical instruments after he has proven to weaponize his skill with them. It would be nice to listen to music, at least. It's not like he expects Lan Xichen will ever again be able to stomach playing for him without being reminded of the one song he will forever regret teaching him. ]
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but the offer is completely, one-hundred-percent harmless and wholehearted and so long as he's the one playing the music, there surely wouldn't be any harm in it? despite being fully-aware of meng yao's rather chaotic past with their music, it's one of the only things he can think of that they have left for entertainment besides calligraphy.]
I'll do so. [even though he would've accepted whatever punishment handed out if that hadn't been suggested.] I had another possible idea, but I'm unsure how Zewu-jun might respond. Whenever I get there, I'll ask your opinion first.
[hanguang-jun certainly won't be pleased with the plan should he put it out there afterward... but sizhui's proven himself capable. oh, and while his playing isn't quite lan xichen's (so it won't be the same), it's still quite adept and will hopefully prove a decent replacement.]
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Yet...]
I wouldn't want you to do anything which will earn you Zewu-jun's displeasure, or cause him discomfort. Least of all on my behalf. I trouble him enough by requiring him to host me.
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If Zewu-jun thought it was any trouble, I doubt he would host you, Lianfang-zun. Worry not, as I said, I'll ask your opinion on the idea once I arrive.
Which should be soon! [and the next time they chat, it'll be in person rather than over messages.]
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As if he hasn't been impatiently awaiting his visit, fussing with his small home though he hardly even has the opportunity to get it cluttered or dirty.
He greets him with a deep bow, as graceful as it had been during his best times, his voice just as demurely pleasant as he greets ] Lan-gongzi, you humble me with your visit.
87 years later..... lmao god i'm sorry
[he glances toward the tray he's got carefully balanced in one hand, considers the round bread loaf, small bowl of soup, raw vegetables and few freshly-rolled dumplings then redirects his attention back to jin guangyao.]
I do hope you are hungry... When I asked for extra food, I didn't expect them to give so much.