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I'm looking for a specific type of flower. It's small and white and it gives off a delicious scent. Maybe it's something like jasmine? I'm not sure. Its been awhile since I had any.

I think the butterflies will like it. {Granted they aren't real butterflies, but surely phantom butterflies love sweet scents too?}

I remember them blooming for most of the year or maybe I'm mistaken? It has been so long. My mind is getting old.

I was definitely spoiled back then. If I asked for them, someone would grow them even if it was the wrong season.

I know better now.

It's just the memories that I miss.

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You spoil me.

{He goes outside, wearing his hat to protect his face from the sun.}

[ He just smiles at that accusation. Of course he spoils his beloved. How else is he supposed to treat his god?

A moment later has him striding up to meet Xie Lian. He holds out a hand in invitation. ]

Ready?

{Xie Lian keeps the map Kexing had given him close as he hurries, smiling, to his San Lang. He takes the offered hand without hesitation and shows the map to his...

His future husband. Blushing, he dips his head, hiding the color under his hat.}

Y-Yes! I know just where to look.

[ Every time he gets to so much as touch Xie Lian, his soul relaxes in joy. Seeing that genuine smile, knowing he is the source of the god's happiness, is everything to him.

Hua Cheng gently holds Xie Lian's hand as they walk, and glances curiously at the map. Walking might not be expressly needed but...he likes walking beside Xie Lian. So he guides the way to the more mundane ways of travel, making sure nothing can so much as brush up against Xie Lian unless the god wishes it. ]

A new friend?

{Being with San Lang is healing. Xie Lian is letting himself hope that he can have this; that Hua Cheng won't fall victim to some horrible tragedy or simply leave him behind.

He peeks up at surely the most handsome Ghost and smiles at the question.}

Mmhm. His season is Spring and he has the power to help things grow.

[ He splits his attention between their surroundings, their direction, and Xie Lian, paying close attention to avoid missing anything important. Anything that involves Xie Lian is important to him. ]

Mm. Useful. I am glad he spoke up to help.

{Squeezing Hua Cheng's hand, Xie Lian talks merrily, completely unworried about their surroundings or the people around them. He has the best company in the world!}

His name is Wen Kexing. {Throughout the whole journey to the Spring realm, Xie Lian is watching through the windows excitedly.}

San Lang, look!

[ Xie Lian has nothing to worry about. He has his San Lang. And Hua Cheng will allow nothing to harm his beloved.

He listens attentively, smiling quietly as he watches the animated way Xie Lian watches their surroundings and talks. Of course he obediently peers through the windows at whatever his beloved wants him to see. ]

{He is very, very blessed. He never thought someone like him - who is like him? - could have such...loyalty. And honesty. And...love.

That last one makes his heart flutter more than San Lang's butterfly friends!}

The grass is so green and everything is in bloom! {He sighs longingly.} Xianle used to be like this.

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