[he should've known that it wouldn't be brushed over so easily, shouldn't have expected lan wangji's reaction to be anything but what it is. even in the heat of the moment, there's concern. care. it is a huge thing that has happened to him, and in his actions lan wangji is refusing to let it be treated as anything less.

wei wuxian sighs and pushes himself up onto his elbows.]

It was my choice. Wen Zhuliu melted Jiang Cheng's. [he reaches forward after a moment, sliding his fingers through lan wangji's dark hair.] Lan Zhan, it doesn't bear thinking about. I made my own way. Come back to bed, kiss me again. That makes me feel complete even without a golden core.