It wasn't that Lan Xichen was keeping tabs on his little brother.
He was, of course, but so would anyone who'd watched his little brother go through so much, so young.
(Only three years younger than himself, he realizes, but that's three whole years of peace missed.)
So when it came to his attention that the Second Young Master of the Gusu Lan hasn't been seen on the practice fields, or in the lecture halls, or in the library... can anyone blame him for being concerned?
He does pause to check Lan Zhan's rooms, just to make sure his little brother hadn't absconded with most of the library's musical texts again, but after that, there's only two options. He misses Lan Zhan's trip to the Cold Water Pond, so really, he ought to be expected to find his missing brother amongst the rabbits.
"Wangji." He calls, softly. He doesn't have to ask if his brother is well - while he has heard that Hanguang-Jun is as expressionless as jade, he has never found it so.
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Date: 2020-10-15 04:35 am (UTC)He was, of course, but so would anyone who'd watched his little brother go through so much, so young.
(Only three years younger than himself, he realizes, but that's three whole years of peace missed.)
So when it came to his attention that the Second Young Master of the Gusu Lan hasn't been seen on the practice fields, or in the lecture halls, or in the library... can anyone blame him for being concerned?
He does pause to check Lan Zhan's rooms, just to make sure his little brother hadn't absconded with most of the library's musical texts again, but after that, there's only two options. He misses Lan Zhan's trip to the Cold Water Pond, so really, he ought to be expected to find his missing brother amongst the rabbits.
"Wangji." He calls, softly. He doesn't have to ask if his brother is well - while he has heard that Hanguang-Jun is as expressionless as jade, he has never found it so.