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Jin LingĀ and Lan Jingyi - Mo Dao Zu Shi 3 episode 02
when it comes to romance, jin ling doesnāt know how to go about it at all, especially his feelings ā considering the two adult figures in his life have either: had the biggest realization 13 years later OR been blacklisted by every female, collectively. he knows his parents loved one another, but not seeing it firsthand ? __ ? i wish this poor boy LUCK. but to be honest, considering what i have plotted, heād take after his dad in the confessing aspect. blurt it out and RUN.
dishengs:
WEI WUXIAN REMEMBERS THE TIMES he could only see the top of Jin Lingās head if he so much allows his gaze to drift southward, watch the decors of little peonies embedded beautifully around the crest of his headband. Five years have passed since then, his nephew has grown into a fine young man with an admirable physique. Now when he sees him, he finds himself staring at Jiang Yanliās very own two eyes on the same level of vision. He couldnāt help but smiles, allowing the corners of his lips to reach his ears, flaunting his significant smile. To show off wasnāt an uncommon trait coming from the Yiling Patriarch, but right now he couldnāt help but wants to show off Jin Ling. See that? Thatās my nephew! My Shijieās son! Those were words heās longed to say since the day he was bornāa tight grip seizes his chest, feeling pain and emotional drifting into his chest and settled there, blooming into many more feelings heās not sure if he was capable of describing.
āNothing,ā his voice was always cool, soft and deep since he was seventeen, yet it had a pleasant ring to the ears when he was abrupt with words like this. āI was just thinking, how proud Shijie would be to see her son had grown into a fine young man.ā The mention of Jiang Yanli hurt still, but heās learned to accept her death as a fact. With all due respect, Jiang Yanli would not have wanted her family to dwell in misery over her death. You have a mother. And a father. And they loved you very much. I know because Iāve seen it with my own two eyes. He would hold her to memoryābe one of those that remembered her. And now, heās found more reasons to move on for her death: a distraction, that was Jin Ling himself.
Ā Ā Ā as years had passed them by, jin ling couldnāt say nor proudly announce the relationship between wei wuxian and himself had fully &&Ā completely mended. regardless of how his life was lead at that very moment, he would still think back to his younger self left. abandoned. grown up parent-less due to several of the yiling patriarchās own offending actions, though he had learned to let him in. little by little; slowly. at a time, his mother did love and care for him, despite all the misgivings. he doubted she would look down upon him all too favorably if he fought against any form of communication. he had softened, to say the very least.
Ā Ā at the mention of his mother, his forward steps halt. as time went by, it did continuously hurt, though not so much to a point he would turn with a raised weapon upon hearing her being brought up in such a manner. ( especially against who dared to speak of her existence in his presence. )Ā boot-clad feet unexpectedly kick at the gravel beneath, overcome with a rush of emotion before heās steadily regaining a bit of his previous composure.Ā āĀ ...Ā do you truly believe she would beĀ Ā ??Ā Ā Ā āĀ quietly, those words flow from his mouth. unexpected. being only a small child then, he no longer was able to see her face within his memories. while there were large portraits of both of his parents, ones of which came specifically from their wedding, he - himself couldnāt pull an old memory of her to revert back to.Ā Ā
spiritzjourney:
Ā Ā it had been many years since sizhui had felt this bad before . Ā . in fact he hadnāt felt this sicksince he was a child. he didnāt remember much of it aside from what he had been told about it from those who took care of him. as a child he was so sick to the point he had forgotten a lot of his childhood, though those memories had returned, and it seemed this sickness was too.
Ā Ā Ā he knew it wasnāt as bad as back then thankfully since he was older and his body could handle a little fever but he couldnāt help but feel weak. there were even moments in time where he felt as if he would faint from the dizziness he felt but he didnāt want to worry anyone around him, trying everything in his power to seem as if he was okay. it was a quick failure and defeatĀ in keeping up the act as he couldnāt help but cover his mouth as a coughing fit and dizzy spell had reached its peak, sending him stumbling back a bit as he grabbed the closest and only person next to him to keep him standing. Ā ā Ā sorry . Ā . Ā ā Ā Ā was all he could mutter out behind his hand as the coughing continued.
Ā Ā truly; he could determine there was something clearly wrong with his friend. while itās very truthful he would never admit so aloud, he did care. said unease nearly evident as he observed each of sizhuiās actions. the strange, yet quiet air about him had set off internal alarms to point out all wasnāt well. jin ling had long forgone his usual stance trudging behind, choosing instead to stay closely to him if he were to need assistance of any kind. though, he hoped he hadnāt made that too obvious.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā &&Ā as it turned out, his worry hadnāt been all too far off. palm seizing sizhuiās elbow as he stumbles into him, uncaring to make any sort of offhanded comment about their unforeseen closeness.Ā Ā Ā āĀ you --Ā Ā āĀ Ā cutting his remark there, heās adjusting his hold to allow him to take step back once balanced onto his feet properly.Ā Ā ā are you . . . okay ??Ā āĀ even the inquiry sounded strange coming from his lips; each word embedded with genuine concern.
ā¼Ā jin ling is a good boyĀ ā¼
bloodied knuckles d tear stained cheeks d rust  d a busted lip d claws d fangs d a bloody nose d Ā chattering teeth  d a dark space underneath the bed d scratching noises on a wall d creaking metal d fog d dancing under moonlight d blood dripping lips d heavy breathing in the dark d a feeling of unexplained dread d a figure in a dark corner d Ā dirty peeling wallpaper d a bloody handprint on the wall d sobbing in the dark d Ā bite marks on the skin d eerie whispers d a hood covering a strangerās eyes d the growl of a hidden animal d Ā the sound of a blade being sharpened d a deep, dark forest d walking on the streets alone at night d Ā a cobweb-filled, abandoned building  d eyes darting in paranoia d a heavy beating pulse d the feeling of being trapped d struggling to get out a scream d boards covering broken windows d a quiet graveyard d Ā a gas station in the middle of nowhere d a road that never ends  d heavy fog rolling in d the scent of blood in the air d eerie old photographs  d walking along traintracks at night d a chill going up the spine  d Ā gathering crows d a dusty, dimly lit study d mist over a deserted cobblestone street d ghost towns d shadows around a campfire d the sound of chanting d church bells tolling d an orange harvest moon  d Ā a broken down carnival  d a dirty stuffed animal abandoned  d wiping bloody hands on fabric d nightmares d waking up in a panic d a power outage d heavy lightning storms d a secret trap door  d the feeling of being watched d fear from trauma d Ā a Ouija board set out on a table  d Ā an eerie doll  d a scream of anguish & pain d withered plants d a room thatās been forgotten & gathered dust d owl eyes in the dark d Ā curled, dead tree branches d a ritual altar d flickering candles d a lantern held up in the dark d fear of being followed d creaking floorboards d repressed, horrible memories d clenched teeth d soft, echoing piano keysd Ā an old book covered in dust d Ā many pairs of glaring eyes d stumbling in pitch black darkness d being stranded in the middle of nowhere d tarot cards on a table  d a trail of blood.
tagged:Ā @jiangswanyin / @alloycoded tagging: anyone who hasnāt done this already!!
Ā Ā && @dishengs:Ā
Ā Ā merely at a suggestion, an offer, to be escorted alongside with on a night hunting expedition, he hadnāt thought much into it.Ā with such a chance to meet with his friends, yes friends, jin ling couldnāt muster up any appropriate excuses to turn it down. not as if he wanted too, either. which is exactly how he found himself within the depths of the mountainside, eager eyes bounce this way &&Ā that, taking in every bit of scenery engulfing them. to be out without his uncle or his disciples, it helped ease a bit of tension upon his ridged shoulders.Ā unaware of the almost carefree expression in place (Ā the very same that usually remained hidden behind a mask that had always protected him ) he didnāt fully realize there was an delightful upturn to his otherwise sour appearance.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā by all means, it didnāt last long. flitting if that. once his eyes settled forward, it morphed into that everyone could easily recognize. inclining his head, heās met with an almost similar gaze, though his momentarily hardens (Ā just a fraction ) -Ā a scowl easily slipped into place.Ā āĀ what are you looking at ??Ā ā Ā
why are my friends (read: jingyi) so stupid !!Ā
shuoshuzhe:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā r ā red ?! whoās red ?? me ?! ā he stammers, volume getting louder as if it could cover his embarrassment. trying to mask his discomposure with loudness and anger, jingyi was definitely the exception to the gusulan sect. ā iām not RED !! you are !! ā he retorts ( smooth ), arms crossing over his chest as he GLOWERS at the other male. ā and itās really HOT right now, anyone would be red wearing as much as we are !! ā he uselessly defends. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā he doesnāt want to be bested by the young mistress master, he refuses !! he puffs his cheeks out in protest ( much like a child, ), ā well, youāre also as red as a tomato too, ā he flings back jin lingās words.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ yes, you!!Ā āĀ proudly so at his reaction a sneer flits into place upon his lips, even going so far as to point a finger in his direction. while it was a very much unbecoming image for a future sect leader - thankfully, no one other then themselves had seen such a sight. though at jingyiās next remark, he too, is gasping loudly. visibly wounded at such an accusation.Ā āĀ iām not red !!Ā Ā if anything it is youĀ Ā who cannot see clearly. ā mimicking his own stance, each fists clench tightly together by his side.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ is that your excuse ?!Ā āĀ scoffing, form leans backwards as arms cross, judgement openly clear on his features.Ā ā you !! shut up !!Ā Ā ā without a retort in place, heās left grasping for substance within his words. to end up saying such a thing .. well .. jin ling had been too flustered to think anything completely through.
jiangswanyin:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āāāA-Ling,ā he says gravely. āSit still.ā Jiang Cheng knows, though, it will simply become yet another warning that will go entirely unheeded. He purses his lips together, having lost count of the number of times he has attempted to ask his nephew to comply; however, the boy has resisted each gentle nudge, each tilt of his head in favor of looking anywhere but straight ahead as if it were all a game. When he moves again, this time with an incriminating giggle escaping his lips, Jiang Cheng is forced to relinquish his hold in fear that he might accidentally yank a few strands right out of the boyās scalp.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā As Jin Lingās hair cascades back down to exactly where his shoulder blades are located, he canāt help but wonder if Jin Guangyao has just as much trouble handling the energetic six year old or if it was just Jiang Cheng himself: awkward, ill-tempered, and clearly unfit to care for a child? How long have they both been stuck in his chambers with Jin Ling nearly prepared for the day and Jiang Cheng just barely presentable? How long will this drag on? āJin Ling.ā He draws in a deep breath. āThe more time we waste here, the less time we have to do anything else! Arenāt you hungry?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā booooooring; it was all so boring,Ā dreadfully so. jin ling couldnāt begin to fully comprehend why this part of the day is so important to his jiujiu, he didnāt see anything wrong with his appearance !!Ā however he had to sit patiently and very still, despite his reluctance to.Ā being an active child & having to be seated for such a vast amount of time, those werenāt two things that could be combined well. his neck begins to act almost as if on its own, tilting this way and that - unable to contain the slightest of giggles as heās chided for each offending movement. truly he couldnāt help himself !! he wanted it to be finished alreadyĀ !!
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā upon feeling his unkempt hair be let go, heās questionably glancing backwards at his uncle, brows furrowing deeply in effort as lips pulled into a visible pout - checking to see if his uncle wasĀ angryĀ with him. he didnāt mean to make things difficult, not purposely at that.Ā pondering the question, his lips further point outwards into a pout. now that he thinks about it .. he was hungry .. the idea of a meal all too tempting.Ā Ā ā i am hungry .. ā he nods to himself in agreement; once again stilling in his seat.
āyouāre going to have a bruise.ā [ from lan sizhui ]
hurt sentence prompts ā¾ closed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā peering upward at from his crouched position, thereās a flicker of genuine terror mixed within his features at those words. how could one possibly word their way out of punishment if caught; especially so when he hadnāt been granted any sort of permission to be out. though that bit of information he hadnāt spoken up about - willingly.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā  ⦠do you truly believe so ??Ā Ā āĀ Ā he couldnāt muster the courage to raise his voice much higher, considering his previous bad behavior. however, it only took a moment or two before a plan had formed in his mind, one that even he was pleased with. dusting himself off, he resumes his stroll as if he hadnāt unintentionallyĀ harmed himself.Ā āĀ iāll worry about that later !! letās go, letās go !! weāve gotten so far behind, by now, havenāt we ??Ā āĀ & with that; he turns on his heels to catch up with the rest of their so-called squad.
spiritzjourney:
Ā words so easily spoken before were now a regretful burden on the undead ladās shoulders. had he taken the time to remember how much hatred the child had for him, had he not opened his mouth or stepped foot towards him it could have easily been avoided. there was no denying how much guilt and pain he felt over turning this child into an orphan, no matter how hard he fought his own feelings he kept the thought in his mind to remind himself of the pain and suffering he caused.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā it was all his fault. all of it was on him. it was his responsibility.
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā Ā I sincerely apologize for saying something I shouldnāt have ⦠Iām just looking out for you . . ā his voice was soft spoken as it normally was, his nervousness obviously on display with the look on his face upon seeing the sword become unsheathed. he didnāt want to fight, especially not someone he cared so much about. he was quick to take a small step back, though his arms reached out as he saw the unsteady step from him, not wanting him to fall and damage any part of him. he was going to protect him, even if it meant harm to himself.
Ā Ā Ā Ā spoken words do little to quell the bubble; almost as if it were lava, anger as it settles deeply within his belly. fingers grasp tightly while arms waver in their stiffened position, outstretched with his sword all to keep him in his place. surely, the boy ( even at his age: always a boy, always the child who was left, abandoned by loving parents in such a cruel && harsh matterĀ ) couldnāt do much to fend himself if the ghost general chose to battle against him - in any attempt to oppose his actions. overwhelmed by each sheer emotion swirling within him, jin ling couldnāt cease the tears from welling up.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ apologize .. ??Ā āĀ lips curled distastefully so, practically spatting the word out into the air about them. such a simple word, though no matter how he pondered it - it felt as if he were to beĀ slapped in the face.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ how idiotic.Ā āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā openly eyeing him; a step backwards doesnāt go unnoticed. unwilling to see him flee so soon, whether he had the intention to or not, jin ling closes in. stepping closely -- blade threateningly so edging towards his throat.
(Ā Ā *Ā Ā & .Ā Ā āĀ Ā THEĀ HAUNTINGĀ OFĀ HILLĀ HOUSEĀ SENTENCEĀ STARTERS
*Ā Ā warningĀ Ā :Ā Ā mayĀ containĀ spoilersĀ forĀ episodesĀ oneĀ throughĀ ten .
āĀ ifĀ youĀ wereĀ me ,Ā youĀ wouldnātĀ beĀ suchĀ aĀ fuckingĀ asshole .Ā ā
āĀ theĀ worldĀ outĀ thereĀ hasĀ teethĀ andĀ itĀ isĀ hungryĀ andĀ itĀ isĀ stupidĀ andĀ it eatsĀ andĀ eatsĀ mindlessly .Ā ā
āĀ youĀ listenĀ toĀ yourĀ gut .Ā evenĀ ifĀ itĀ makesĀ themĀ hateĀ you .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ amĀ aĀ dreamĀ andĀ soĀ areĀ youĀ andĀ soĀ areĀ we .Ā ā
āĀ youĀ areĀ aĀ looker ,Ā arenātĀ you ?Ā ā
āĀ honey ,Ā someoneāsĀ inĀ theĀ house .Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ dreaming ,Ā right ?Ā ā
āĀ iĀ justĀ needĀ aĀ littleĀ timeĀ away .Ā itāsĀ nothingĀ moreĀ thanĀ that .Ā ā
āĀ youāreĀ sayingĀ itĀ wasĀ anĀ accident ,Ā soĀ youĀ accidentallyĀ putĀ yourĀ handĀ throughĀ aĀ mirror ?Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ scared .Ā thatāsĀ allĀ iĀ am .Ā thereĀ isĀ nothingĀ else .Ā Ā iāmĀ onlyĀ scared .Ā ā
āĀ doĀ youĀ thinkĀ thereāsĀ somethingĀ wrongĀ withĀ me ?Ā like ,Ā reallyĀ wrong ?Ā ā
āĀ itāsĀ alright ,Ā sugar .Ā itāsĀ justĀ aĀ dreamĀ āĀ justĀ aĀ screamingĀ meemie .Ā ā
āĀ weĀ yieldĀ toĀ itĀ orĀ weĀ fightĀ it ,Ā butĀ weĀ cannotĀ meetĀ itĀ halfway .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ seldomĀ amĀ wellĀ behaved .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ enjoyedĀ theĀ conversation ,Ā butĀ iāmĀ gonnaĀ sayĀ goodnight .Ā ā
āĀ didĀ youĀ justĀ punchĀ meĀ inĀ theĀ boob ?Ā ā
āĀ justĀ enjoyĀ me .Ā Ā iāmĀ lovingĀ you .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ wouldnātĀ haveĀ changedĀ aĀ thing .Ā iĀ needĀ youĀ toĀ knowĀ that .Ā ā
āĀ forgivenessĀ isĀ warmĀ likeĀ aĀ tearĀ onĀ aĀ cheek .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ lovedĀ youĀ completelyĀ andĀ youĀ lovedĀ meĀ theĀ same .Ā ā
āĀ thatāsĀ all .Ā theĀ restĀ isĀ confetti .Ā ā
āĀ forgiveĀ aĀ girlĀ forĀ beingĀ lonely .Ā ā
āĀ thereāsĀ nothingĀ sadderĀ thanĀ aĀ coldĀ bed .Ā ā
āĀ journeyāsĀ endĀ whenĀ loversĀ meet .Ā ā
āĀ journeysĀ donātĀ end ,Ā notĀ ifĀ youĀ loveĀ someone .Ā theyĀ donātĀ endĀ atĀ all .Ā ā
āĀ probablyĀ bestĀ youĀ didnātĀ sayĀ anythingĀ toĀ them .Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ askingĀ youĀ toĀ loveĀ meĀ hardĀ forĀ theĀ nextĀ fewĀ minutes .Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ gonnaĀ jumpĀ andĀ iāmĀ askingĀ youĀ toĀ holdĀ myĀ handĀ whileĀ iāmĀ falling .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ haveĀ somethingĀ thatĀ iĀ haveĀ toĀ tellĀ you ,Ā Ā butĀ iĀ needĀ youĀ toĀ rememberĀ whenĀ iĀ doĀ thatĀ iĀ loveĀ you .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ wishĀ iĀ wouldāveĀ lovedĀ youĀ better .Ā ā
āĀ pandasĀ donātĀ likeĀ macaroniĀ .Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ justĀ floatingĀ inĀ thisĀ oceanĀ ofĀ nothingĀ andĀ iĀ wonderĀ ifĀ thisĀ isĀ it ,Ā thisĀ isĀ whatĀ deathĀ is .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ wonderĀ ifĀ thisĀ isĀ whatĀ deathĀ is ,Ā justĀ outĀ thereĀ inĀ theĀ darkness ,Ā justĀ darknessĀ andĀ numbnessĀ andĀ alone .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ wonderedĀ ifĀ thatāsĀ whatĀ theyĀ felt ,Ā justĀ numbĀ andĀ nothingĀ andĀ alone .Ā ā
āĀ heĀ wasĀ aĀ lightĀ inĀ theĀ darkness .Ā heĀ wasĀ aĀ lifeĀ preserverĀ inĀ theĀ ocean .Ā āĀ Ā
āĀ iĀ reachedĀ forĀ himĀ becauseĀ iĀ hadĀ toĀ feelĀ something .Ā iĀ hadĀ toĀ feelĀ anything .Ā ā
āĀ god ,Ā iāmĀ soĀ gladĀ iĀ didĀ itĀ though .Ā thankĀ godĀ itĀ worked .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ feltĀ scared .Ā soĀ fuckingĀ scared .Ā ā
āĀ honestlyĀ iĀ hadĀ toĀ doĀ itĀ becauseĀ itĀ feltĀ betterĀ thanĀ feelingĀ nothing .Ā ā
āĀ thatĀ thoroughĀ fuckingĀ shameĀ wasĀ soĀ muchĀ betterĀ thanĀ thatĀ horribleĀ emptyĀ feeling .Ā ā
āĀ youĀ haveĀ toĀ live .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ donāt āĀ iĀ donātĀ knowĀ howĀ toĀ doĀ thisĀ withoutĀ you .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ learnedĀ aĀ secretĀ :Ā thereĀ isĀ noĀ without .Ā iĀ amĀ notĀ gone .Ā iĀ amĀ scatteredĀ intoĀ soĀ manyĀ pieces ,Ā sprinkledĀ onĀ yourĀ lifeĀ likeĀ newĀ snow .Ā ā
āĀ whenĀ weĀ die ,Ā weĀ turnĀ intoĀ storiesĀ andĀ everyĀ timeĀ someoneĀ tellsĀ oneĀ ofĀ thoseĀ storiesĀ itāsĀ likeĀ weāreĀ stillĀ here .Ā ā
āĀ weāreĀ allĀ storiesĀ inĀ theĀ end .Ā ā
āĀ youāreĀ supposedĀ toĀ protectĀ me ,Ā butĀ youĀ sayĀ theĀ meanestĀ thingsĀ toĀ meĀ whenĀ iĀ tryĀ toĀ tellĀ youĀ thingsĀ .Ā ā
āĀ thatĀ wasĀ reallyĀ wildĀ stuff .Ā ā
āĀ thatĀ wasĀ reallyĀ wildĀ stuffĀ consideringĀ youĀ wereĀ asleepĀ for ,Ā what ,Ā likeā¦Ā ninety-nineĀ percentĀ ofĀ it ?Ā ā
āĀ iāmĀ sorry .Ā iĀ shouldĀ haveĀ madeĀ moreĀ ofĀ anĀ effortĀ withĀ you .Ā ā
āĀ youĀ triedĀ theĀ bestĀ thatĀ youĀ could .Ā iĀ shouldāveĀ metĀ youĀ halfway .Ā ā
āĀ peopleĀ fuckĀ up .Ā iĀ guessĀ youĀ donātĀ getĀ thatĀ āĀ youĀ reallyĀ donātĀ getĀ itĀ untilĀ youĀ fuckĀ up .Ā reallyĀ fuckĀ up .Ā ā
āĀ iĀ feltā¦Ā nothing .Ā justĀ nothing .Ā andĀ itĀ spreadĀ everywhereĀ inĀ me ,Ā thisĀ nothing ,Ā untilĀ iĀ couldnātĀ feelĀ anythingĀ anymore .Ā iĀ wasĀ justĀ thisĀ dark ,Ā emptyĀ blackĀ hole .Ā Ā ā
āĀ iĀ feltĀ nothingĀ andĀ soĀ iĀ drankĀ andĀ iĀ drankĀ andĀ nothingĀ worked .Ā iĀ couldnātĀ feelĀ anything .Ā ā
āwhereād you get that bloody nose??ā
hurt sentence prompts ā¾ closed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā a clear as day you should see the other guyĀ could be heard through each staggering movement;Ā certain swagger entwined with his stroll, shoulders elated &&Ā held oh so high. one too many cruel comment directed at himĀ Ā &&Ā with each quick-witted reply, clearly the result had come as they were. brawling hadnāt been all too out of the standard for him, even so as the new day brought more rounds of torment. while he had gotten jabbed in the face, jin ling could not let the offender go without as much as a hit. with a tightly curled fist, heād nearly knocked said bully out cold.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā however ..
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā he knew he couldnāt say so to his uncle, out of anyone; unbeknownst of what punishment he would possibly face.Ā rather to save himself from further suffering - he could lie. but .. he hoped it could not be seen through.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā ⦠itās all fairyās fault. ā
weiwuxiian:
āOf course! Jiang Cheng is good in a lot of things. Actually, Jiang Cheng is very good. But things like how to cheat in games, how to win a dare while not getting caught, how to find the best foods and wine, and how to hook up with the prettiest girls, no one will claim to be first if Iām second.ā
āĀ hook up .. ??Ā ā
shuoshuzheĀ replied to yourĀ post:
jingyi; is genuinely concerned but also wants to just throttle jin ling as well bc gosh, this kid!!
jl be like: āwhats this?Ā genuine concern?Ā let me deflect because i donāt know how to act with it.ā
weiwuxiian:
WWX vc: Let me teach you things your uncle ( Jiang Cheng ) >>įEįÆEį<< teaches you.
so ...Ā uncle doesnāt know everything? i knew it.Ā