Wei Wuxian shakes his head. He no longer wants to go in that place. Lan Wangji dumped his drink, accused him of wasting his life because of it. The last thing he wanted was to go back in there.

"You should go take care of your hand, Hanguang-Jun. You don't need to be drinking with a selfish fool."

Lan Wangji's words when he yelled hurt. And perhaps they hurt more because of who they came from. If it had been anyone else he would have shrugged it off, smiled and found a way to forget. But this is the one person whose words he takes to heart.

"Apologies can come another time. I..am not mad at you. Everything is my fault and I know it. But I can't just smile and shake it off right now."

He would like to but he needs to do some soul searching first. And the one thing he can't do is pretend everything is fine in front of Lan Wangji.