Wei Ying's spent far too much time studying Lan Zhan, and even though he still isn't sure about the depth of Lan Zhan's feelings, or what form they take — only friendship? Something more? — he knows Lan Zhan well. So when he stands there, waiting, Wei Ying wraps his arms around Lan Zhan's neck, pulling him into a hug.

"This seemed to make you better earlier. Let's see if it helps now."