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thenearshore2019-01-11 10:44 pm
cloakedinruins) wrote in thenearshore2019-01-11 10:44 pm
Entry tags:
closed - let's talk
Who: Shen Wei & Zhu Hong
When: Shortly after this text message - March 9 evening (backdated)
Where: Shen Wei's temple with the fancy name Palace of the Northern Stars
What: Zhu Hong and Shen Wei talk about how not to tell Zhao Yunlan and Da Qing All The Stuff They Did When Alive. There is also baking involved since Shen Wei is far too domesticated.
Shen Wei sighed to himself, giving his phone a look before dismissing it with a wave before turning back on his baking. He had been trying to distract himself, a task that he knew was probably doomed to fail because the only thing going through his mind right now was the look on Zhao Yunlan's face. He screwed up. Trying to dance around the large issue around him only managed to hurt him and he wasn't sure how to fix it. He could attempt to talk to him - but no, he knew Yunlan's temper. It would be worse to face him directly right now.
Instead, he had been baking. Many of the treats he had made were simple and easy to store, but his last creation were these cake, beautifully simple looking, but time consuming. He was just finished up the last one, and with Zhu Hong - Hong-jei - coming over, his concentration was broken. Setting the four cakes on a side table to rest, he washed his hands and headed out of the kitchen. Immediately his appearance shifted to old-fashioned robes, his hair back to the length he wore it when he was young, the weight feeling oddly familiar after all these years. Shen Wei sighed but doesn't bother to force the issue; he didn't feel like fighting something like what he was wearing.
Waving off Yeye, he made it to the main doors and waited.
When: Shortly after this text message - March 9 evening (backdated)
Where: Shen Wei's temple with the fancy name Palace of the Northern Stars
What: Zhu Hong and Shen Wei talk about how not to tell Zhao Yunlan and Da Qing All The Stuff They Did When Alive. There is also baking involved since Shen Wei is far too domesticated.
Shen Wei sighed to himself, giving his phone a look before dismissing it with a wave before turning back on his baking. He had been trying to distract himself, a task that he knew was probably doomed to fail because the only thing going through his mind right now was the look on Zhao Yunlan's face. He screwed up. Trying to dance around the large issue around him only managed to hurt him and he wasn't sure how to fix it. He could attempt to talk to him - but no, he knew Yunlan's temper. It would be worse to face him directly right now.
Instead, he had been baking. Many of the treats he had made were simple and easy to store, but his last creation were these cake, beautifully simple looking, but time consuming. He was just finished up the last one, and with Zhu Hong - Hong-jei - coming over, his concentration was broken. Setting the four cakes on a side table to rest, he washed his hands and headed out of the kitchen. Immediately his appearance shifted to old-fashioned robes, his hair back to the length he wore it when he was young, the weight feeling oddly familiar after all these years. Shen Wei sighed but doesn't bother to force the issue; he didn't feel like fighting something like what he was wearing.
Waving off Yeye, he made it to the main doors and waited.