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    As the two groups parted again and Jin Ling led his disciples back to pick up their packs, Jin Chan said, "So we're not going to murder him but did you consider that he might murder all of us?"

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    Word has it that the Yiling Patriarch is back up to his old tricks somewhere in the woods of Tingshan. But the truth is, it was Jin Ling's idea.

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    26 Jul 2021

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    noun. (fencing) The action of two fencers coming into bodily contact with one another
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    Wei Wuxian arrives at court looking for a suitable match. The Second Prince of Gusu is not looking for anything at all.

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    25 Jul 2021

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    Wei Ying laughs shakily. "I'm glad you're behind me on this single-plank bridge. I was prepared to do it alone, you know."

    "Not behind," says Lan Wangji, heart in his mouth as he dares to say it.

    "What?"

    "Not behind you. Beside you. On the single-plank bridge."

    Wei Ying straightens up, his lips twitching. "That makes no sense, Lan Zhan. It's a single plank, there isn't room for both of us to walk across side-by-side."

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    The canon divergence where Lan Wangji stands in the rain with an umbrella and looks into Wei Ying's eyes and follows him.

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    25 Jul 2021

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    The thing with musical prodigies is that they're soloists, and soloists play alone. He doesn't want to play alone anymore.

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    "A summer guest lecture series? Oh, very nice. I wish I could sit in on that."

    "Do you also play the piano?"

    "Not even a little bit," says Wei Ying cheerfully. "But I'm sure you'd have a lot of thoughts on musicality that would be relevant regardless."

    "Oh," says Lan Zhan. He seems to be searching for something else to say. "I believe it is oversubscribed," he says finally.

    "As it should be," says Wei Ying, and does not tell him that he has all of Lan Zhan's albums downloaded onto his phone, listened to over and over when he's on a train, a plane, waiting for a taxi, has followed his career since he overheard half a Mendelssohn when they were fifteen.

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    25 Jul 2021

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    Lan Wangji woke shuddering. There was a hand on his shoulder, a face bent over his. It took him several moments to understand where he was, to know that the face was Mo Xuanyu’s.

    “Hey,” said Mo Xuanyu. “You — I think you were having a bad dream.”

    Lan Wangji closed his eyes, shuddering again. His cheeks were wet. His chest ached. It had been years since he’d had one of these dreams, and he’d always been alone. To be seen like this was unbearable.

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    22 Jul 2021

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