After class at the Cloud Recess, Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng, and Nie Huaisang had run off to their usual hangout spot - a small clearing atop a nearby hill, high enough to oversee the Recesses but not high enough to have trouble getting there. Nie Huaisang had needed to leave not long after arriving, leaving the two brothers to sit with one another.

Wei Wuxian leaned back on his hands, looking up at the sky. It was one of those pleasant moments the two had where there was no arguing, no competition, no badmouthing, just quiet and stillness.

"Hey, Chengcheng, I have a question."

Wei Wuxian ignored the eye roll he received in response to the nickname.

"What do you think about cutsleeves?"

He waited for the answer with baited breath. Depending on Jiang Cheng's response, everything could change. It was a scary moment, disguised by the chirping birds and brustling leaves in the wind.