<blockquote>Gravel crunches under his soles; so familiar that he knows instantly that he’s walking along the paths of Cloud Recesses, near the back wall.
"Lan Wangji!" Wei Ying hears and his breath catches in his throat. That voice. "Are you here to look at the moon?"
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met</blockquote>
