"Jin Ling..?"

Lan Sizhui let's out a soft, almost inaudible sigh when he sees Jin Ling yet again. For some reason, he's been a bit distant, as if he's purposely avoiding almost everyone, he's not very regular to classes, he goes on solo night-hunting, he spends most his time in his dorm, he's seen to write scrolls a lot, or maybe something is just plainly bothering the man which was not like... that before.

It was until Jin Ling's gaze flickers to the blood trickling down the Lan's hand, but he couldn't see the source of it because of the wide-sleeves covering his arms completely but the hand.

There was no trace of light in those blue eyes, and his face was unsmiling than the normally smiling and sweet one. "What are you doing here? You should be asleep."