week two | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

Tonight, we're back in the courtyard. It looks similar to last week with the slight exception, there is now a plush couch near the stage, and a single lantern already lit above the stage. There's still food, drinks, all sorts of things available for the contestants to snack on and enjoy.

On the stage is Wei Wuxian, looking presentable in his hanfu for today. He's busy twirling his flute in hand as he waits for the contestants to show up and find their places, and when they do he'll extend both arms out, welcoming the cast.

"Second match ceremony! You're exempt from a black out tonight because you've already found one of the matches."

He'll gesture to that couch from earlier, which seems to be The Special Seat for Ringo and Furina to sit at if they'd like.

"Now, we know how this goes so let's not delay anymore! Team Wangji, it's your turn to announce your matches!"

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[poans]

["Is no one his fave?" Yi Sang—

. . . who has shown up in his personal fashion of a two-piece suit with a coat worn over the shoulders in earthy, beige colors, cutting himself a broader and sharper silhouette.

His mind visualizes the picture Yingying paints as she speaks, of a beautiful field that fades to bloom anew . . . and a time that can resume with the right wish.

Something flitters. Is it another struggle? Or . . .

He isn't good with his words like Yingying. If he tries to respond to everything that's been said, he fears nothing will come out as it should. But a request is simpler by its nature, and the fact that it originates from Yingying compels him to answer, for it is brave of her to ask indeed.

Even though Wei Wuxian's outburst startles five years out of him. Yi Sang barely reacts.]

If that is your wish, then I shall stay with you on this night . . . and on more to come, should you desire it.

1/2

[embellwish]

[ ............

Did he just-- ]

2/2

[embellwish]

[ She laughs, heartily, covering her mouth. It's a louder, more abrupt outburst than she's ever shown before, and you know what??? Her cheeks get a little rosy, incredibly fond. It was just like she said, he can be totally romantic without even noticing it. It's the perfect opportunity to say something sultry and implicate something not safe for work about spending every night together, but the wholesome sentiment is too pure for her to want to squander it away. ]

And you'll stay until the break of dawn?

[poans]

[Wh-why is she laughing . . . His eyes flit to her face for a moment, not understanding, but appreciative of her joyful expression nonetheless. He looks away, pensive.]

Mm. Until you bloom again.

[embellwish]

[ he might be pensive and confused over what all that meant but she's going to give him a kissy on the cheek for his troubles... and to assuage any latent worries he might have. ]