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yu @yxyu.bsky.social · Apr 28
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at night, alone in her room, after Xiao Jiu’s long gone, YQY, with shaking hands and heaving breaths, scrubs the makeup off her face, pulls the delicate dress off her bulky body, rips the pins from her messy hair, thick black strands still wrapped around them.
knowing the words she’d said managed to render the usually annoyingly talkative Zhangmen-shijie speechless, she should be endlessly delighted by it, but what’s with this strange and sour feeling rising in her heart?
SJ titters, her raised sleeve hiding her smiling lips, but not her curved eyes.

across the table, the always calm and composed YQ, whose expression wouldn’t change even if Mount Tai collapsed, releases a stifled gasp.
the phrase refers to how, by blindly imitating, one’s not only failed in copying, but has also lost one’s original essence

okay back to the story ~
it comes from a story - during the warring states period, someone went to Handan and, seeing how gracefully the people there walked, tried to imitate the style of walking, but not only did he fail to copy it, he even forgot the way he originally walked
note: the idiom that SJ references, 邯郸学步, literally means ‘to copy the way they walk in Handan’
As the saying goes, to copy the style of walking in Handan, the more you walk, the uglier it seems.”
“Zhangmen-shijie, today, your little shimei didn’t prepare gifts. To repay shijie’s hospitality, I’ll instead give some gold and jade words of advice.
consumed by her own poisonous thoughts, SJ, glancing up and down, deliberately letting her gaze take the measure of YQY - her nose twitching like an ox’s from the cloying floral stench of the scented sachet hanging on her person - spits out a sneering jibe.
awkwardly adjusting a hair ornament with one hand, the other pushing the plate full of snacks towards SJ hopefully, isn’t the dignified future sect leader just turning herself into a laughingstock?
“Goodbye, Qingyuan-gege.”
Feeling about for any items of value on his person, SJ quickly pockets the wallet and phone in his back pocket while taking the chance to grasp his…assets.

Since he wants to be a saint, let him be a good person till the very end!
Before leaving, SJ, overwhelmed by ‘emotion’, pulls that great oaf into a hug.

“Thank you.”

He whispers - the young master’s chest really is…abundant.

“Thank you so much. You’re very - bighearted.”
If he’d checked his own account on his phone, he’d also notice, the money hasn’t entered his account.

“Five thousand and two hundred? That’s too - “

“The extra 200, take it as me thanking you. I have to go now, I’m so sorry once again for the inconvenience. Use the extra money to get a ride!”
Turning the screen so it faces the young master, if he’d checked a bit more carefully, he would have noticed the small line of text below the amount transferred: ‘the money will be credited in 24 hours’
“Here’s five thousand. Is it enough?”

“Mn! Thank you - thank you so much, you’re really, really too kind…gege, let me scan your code - I’ve just transferred the amount to you!”
(Ge, I’m glad you’re so understanding!)

“I need five thousand in cash. Is - is that too much?”

“It’s no problem. I brought some spare change.”

“I have the money in my bank account, if you can pass me the cash, I’ll transfer it to you right away!”
“Gege, I’m so sorry to trouble you, but - this is urgent - “

Turning to YQY, he wipes a tear off his face pathetically.

“It’s alright. Saving a life is more important.”
Cash? That’s not a bad idea, it’ll leave less of a trace.

“ - they, they need the full amount in cash? Five thousand? Mn, I’ll get to it right away…I’ll see you at the hospital, jie.”
At this moment, the tears he can command at will well up in his eyes.

“Hello, jie? What? The hospital says - they need the money to be paid upfront before they can begin treatment - mn, all right, how much - “

“Qingqiu-di, I have some cash on hand if you need it - “
Playing the part of the nosy housewife too well, his jiejie can consider acting in a short drama next!

“ - thanking Mrs. Lin.”

“…Qingqiu-di? Is everything okay - “

“Hold on. I have to take this call.”
“…”

“Aiyo, it’s not that I want to nag, but your sister should be more careful with that little one, especially since she was a premature baby, isn’t this the third time in the last 2 months?”
“Mrs. Lin? Where’s jie - “

“Your sister rushed to the hospital half an hour ago! Ah, didn’t she inform you?”

“No, what happened - “

“It’s Sisi, that poor child was running a high fever, vomiting several times in an hour, your elder sister had no choice but to take her to the nearest hospital.”
They ride on in silence, until SJ stops in front of an old apartment complex he doesn’t stay anywhere near.

“We’re here.”

Just as he dismounts, one of the jiejies from the Warm Red Pavilion, dressed as a ‘housewife’ during the day, dashes over in a panic.

“Qingqiu-ah, you’re finally back!”
YQY replies, mentally taking down the name of that street - no one had included this in their reports when they were still at the stage of deciding the location to set up their foundation.