[ In the absence of Jiang Yanli, a beautiful and forgotten fixture, the look of her kindness carved from moving parts. He remembers her, distantly: a creature of Wei Ying's adoration, largely earned. A minority of that affection, mere fraternal habit.
He thinks, Xie Lian has not asked for the particulars of an answer — has posed, for all that Lan Wangji's gaze trickles over his face, searching continuation, no questions at all. ]
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[ In the absence of Jiang Yanli, a beautiful and forgotten fixture, the look of her kindness carved from moving parts. He remembers her, distantly: a creature of Wei Ying's adoration, largely earned. A minority of that affection, mere fraternal habit.
He thinks, Xie Lian has not asked for the particulars of an answer — has posed, for all that Lan Wangji's gaze trickles over his face, searching continuation, no questions at all. ]
You kept more company among dead than living?