“Of course,” he repeats emphatically, the tone of his voice bordering on teasing. “Are you saying you remember that day? It seems like so long ago...” Sizhui sighs softly, either genuinely unfazed by Jin Ling's patronizing or ignoring it altogether, too distracted by momentarily recalling that time in Tanzhou himself.
He's abruptly drawn from his thoughts, attention downcasting to where Jin Ling has already paid for the lantern he's holding, his eyebrows lifted with interest. Seems as if his friend isn't too bothered by him playing with children's toys after all, huh? A faint smile curves his mouth at the edges, though he's quick to stifle it, clearing his throat and briefly extricating his hand from Jin Ling's to gesture, “And that umbrella, please?” Then he passes the lantern to Jin Ling for a moment, this way he can dig up his own purse to collect money for that as well, commenting offhandedly, “I still have those butterflies.”
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
deferences) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
houseofsushi2020-05-22 10:34 pm
no subject
He's abruptly drawn from his thoughts, attention downcasting to where Jin Ling has already paid for the lantern he's holding, his eyebrows lifted with interest. Seems as if his friend isn't too bothered by him playing with children's toys after all, huh? A faint smile curves his mouth at the edges, though he's quick to stifle it, clearing his throat and briefly extricating his hand from Jin Ling's to gesture, “And that umbrella, please?” Then he passes the lantern to Jin Ling for a moment, this way he can dig up his own purse to collect money for that as well, commenting offhandedly, “I still have those butterflies.”