[ our did it and it's terrible but oh no the soft eyes.
lin jingheng finishes whatever he was drinking and will silently make his way over, picking up a book from lu bixing's bag and coming over to sit beside him in the small blanket nest by the fire in the ice bar. he pats his lap gently like "put your head here." ]
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lin jingheng finishes whatever he was drinking and will silently make his way over, picking up a book from lu bixing's bag and coming over to sit beside him in the small blanket nest by the fire in the ice bar. he pats his lap gently like "put your head here." ]