[ His stomach drops when Wei Ying's hands clench and unclench, his own arms tightening when he looks away. This is what he'd worried about, why he should have started with the truth, why— ]
You are? [ Well, that's good, at least. But as Wei Ying continues, Lan Zhan feels a shameful blush replacing the pleasant one he'd worn earlier. He has a good point, and even if Lan Zhan's family is wealthy, he doesn't want to demean Wei Ying with what he perceives to be handouts. His narrowed eyes pin Lan Zhan in place, hands loosening their hold in preparation for Wei Ying to pull away and ask him to leave. ]
It was not charity, Wei Ying. Can't a friend buy beautiful art from a talented photographer?
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You are? [ Well, that's good, at least. But as Wei Ying continues, Lan Zhan feels a shameful blush replacing the pleasant one he'd worn earlier. He has a good point, and even if Lan Zhan's family is wealthy, he doesn't want to demean Wei Ying with what he perceives to be handouts. His narrowed eyes pin Lan Zhan in place, hands loosening their hold in preparation for Wei Ying to pull away and ask him to leave. ]
It was not charity, Wei Ying. Can't a friend buy beautiful art from a talented photographer?