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“But, even when lying down, Wei WuXian didn’t like loneliness. Soon afterward, he began to complain, “It’s too hard, it’s too hard.”

Lan WangJi, “What do you want?”

Wei WuXian, “I want to lie somewhere else.”

Lan WangJi, “Where would you want to lie, at such a place?”

Wei WuXian, “Let me borrow your lap for a while, won’t you?”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“We’re the only two unfortunate souls left here, aren’t we? If you don’t have useless conversations with me, then who will you have them with?”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“If Lan WangJi had no manners, manners wouldn’t exist in this world.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]

“Suddenly, he felt that the world had no place for him, despite how large it was.”
― 墨香铜臭, 魔道祖师 [Mó Dào Zǔ Shī]