“What did I say to him? What did he say to me? I don’t even know if we had sex, and if we did, then...oh my God.”
“Okay, just calm down—”
“What if I just lost my virginity to a man who straight up hates me?”
“Well first of all, he doesn’t hate you,” Huaisang says, matter of fact. “And second, if you don’t remember, it doesn’t count!”
“What do you mean it doesn’t—you know what? I don’t even care. I’m never going to see him again--”
“A-die?”
“Yes, baby?” Wei Wuxian’s tone shifts instantly from anxious to indulging as soon as A-Yuan creeps out into the room.
“I’m thirsty,” he says, and Wei Wuxian’s shoulders drop, hands falling to his sides.
“Yeah. Okay. That, I can deal with.”