Zhu Hong shifts over and makes room next to her, inviting Shen Wei to sit. Misery loves company, and she's plenty miserable. So is he, it seems.
She looks down at her drink and tells the wine: "He died, Shen Wei. We found him on the stairs, in Dixing, and took his body back to Headquarters before the worlds separated. Now he's back, but not really. It hurts." Shen Wei had already died. He didn't have to see how Zhao Yunlan had looked when they found him, still warm but laying there like a marionette with its strings cut. "I was so mad at him for going off on his own and doing that." She still is. Anger, mixed with grief.
"And we can't tell him a damn thing."
She listens sympathetically as Shen Wei tells of his own struggles, realizing, for a moment, how selfish she's being. She already lost this contest; Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan fit so well together and even without his memories, she had seen the easy way he and Yunlan fit together. "I'm sorry. It must be very hard for you." She means it.
An eyebrow raises when he starts in on the wine. "You sure about that, Professor? I remember what happened the last time you drank, and I don't have an IV lying around this time."
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She looks down at her drink and tells the wine: "He died, Shen Wei. We found him on the stairs, in Dixing, and took his body back to Headquarters before the worlds separated. Now he's back, but not really. It hurts." Shen Wei had already died. He didn't have to see how Zhao Yunlan had looked when they found him, still warm but laying there like a marionette with its strings cut. "I was so mad at him for going off on his own and doing that." She still is. Anger, mixed with grief.
"And we can't tell him a damn thing."
She listens sympathetically as Shen Wei tells of his own struggles, realizing, for a moment, how selfish she's being. She already lost this contest; Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan fit so well together and even without his memories, she had seen the easy way he and Yunlan fit together. "I'm sorry. It must be very hard for you." She means it.
An eyebrow raises when he starts in on the wine. "You sure about that, Professor? I remember what happened the last time you drank, and I don't have an IV lying around this time."