Wei Ying chatters continuously during the drive, most of it innocuous things and comments about little changes in the scenery he notices along the way but nothing serious or heavy yet. After a while, he quiets down, rubbing his temples, a slight headache forming. Maybe it's an after effect of whatever happened before he woke up.
A wave of nostalgia washes over him when they reach the old campus and Lan Zhan's little corner house. It doesn't look like things have changed much at all. It's the same quiet, stuffy (at least, to him) campus it's always been.
Once he's inside, Wei Ying deposits the suitcase in a corner to go over later, taking off the mask and dropping it on top of it. He follows Lan Zhan's instructions, sitting down at the table. It isn't until he sees him take out the soup that Wei Ying realizes that he has no clue when this body had consumed anything.
"I wonder when this guy last ate something. Or when I last ate. I don't even remember what I had for my last meal..."
Not exactly pleasant dinner conversation but when has Wei Ying ever had a filter for the random thoughts that go through his mind?
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on 2020-01-29 08:47 am (UTC)A wave of nostalgia washes over him when they reach the old campus and Lan Zhan's little corner house. It doesn't look like things have changed much at all. It's the same quiet, stuffy (at least, to him) campus it's always been.
Once he's inside, Wei Ying deposits the suitcase in a corner to go over later, taking off the mask and dropping it on top of it. He follows Lan Zhan's instructions, sitting down at the table. It isn't until he sees him take out the soup that Wei Ying realizes that he has no clue when this body had consumed anything.
"I wonder when this guy last ate something. Or when I last ate. I don't even remember what I had for my last meal..."
Not exactly pleasant dinner conversation but when has Wei Ying ever had a filter for the random thoughts that go through his mind?