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[daozhangs]

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[legbreakings]

I would like to hear your plans, if we do stay. I know there are points where we disagree, regarding our handling of this conflict and the life here, but I can promise I will listen.

You deserve as much, both as my husband and my friend.

And. I suppose I should thank you. For treating my attempt at cowardice as a serious matter instead of dismissing it out of hand as fanciful thinking.

[daozhangs]

And to think, you once thought that you didn't know how to be kind.

( forgive him, "husband" something about what jiang wanyin said has sparked a terrible rampant fondness in him, or at least a more pressing one than that which he already contained. )

[legbreakings]

[ Eeek! Now how is he supposed to handle fondness? It always flusters him. ]

Don't say such embarrassing things!

I'm not being anything. Just considerate. We are married!

[daozhangs]

I'm pleased, at least, that you find having married me less embarrassing to speak of than the implication of kindness.

[legbreakings]

[ !!! ]

That's not what I meant!

Or

Yes

But not like that!

You know what I meant!

[daozhangs]

I do.

[legbreakings]

Why are you teasing me then!

[daozhangs]

Affection, mostly.

Though my words were genuine. I am pleased.

[legbreakings]

Oh. Well. Why didn't you say so!

[daozhangs]

Forgive me, I'll take care to make myself more clear in the future.

[legbreakings]

Do so. Or I will have to keep shouting!

[daozhangs]

I shall be quite impressed if you manage it, with your lips occupied elsewise.

[legbreakings]

XIAO XINGCHEN YOU CAN'T WRITE SUCH SHAMELESS THINGS!

[daozhangs]

I would say them aloud next we meet, but alas, my lips will be occupied just the same.

[legbreakings]

XIAO XINGCHEN

You are terrible!

[daozhangs]

Woe for Jiang Wanyin most tragic, cursed by his own hand to henceforth bear such grave affliction. The ballads shall sing far and wide of his desolate fate.

[legbreakings]

STOP MOCKING ME IF YOU WANT TO GET KISSED BY ME

[daozhangs]

I do.

[legbreakings]

And you are just admitting to it?!

[daozhangs]

Would you prefer that I keep such things to myself?

[legbreakings]

Yes!

No

Maybe?

Stop asking ridiculous questions!

[daozhangs]

I suppose I can do that.

( all in all, though, the nonsense has suited its purpose well. it seems that jiang wanyin has allowed himself to stop ruminating so heavily on his own perceived cowardice, which is really all that xingchen might ask for on such an occasion. )

[legbreakings]

[ He has indeed been suitably distracted, and even cheered. Which, yes, shows itself as grumpiness. ]

Now you're just humoring me! Don't think I don't know you are smiling!

[daozhangs]

Smiling, at you? How terribly unlike me.

[legbreakings]

Shameless!