[It isn't as if Xiao Xingchen had forgotten, but Xue Yang reminding him still makes him slow in his steps.
Even if he has a slightly clearer mind to think, he still doesn't regret his choice. Living like this won't be that different. It's easier than being alone or causing trouble for anyone else, and he might even prefer a life of having someone to take care of over wandering around aimlessly. He ignores the idea of being taken care of or whatever Xue Yang is more competent at—anything like that has been Xue Yang simply serving himself, surely.
As he's told himself, none of what he does here changes who he really is.
Xue Yang isn't terrible to live with, at least.]
I don't have much to bring.
[He does have a few outfits that he wouldn't use at the cafe, but...
Just as he's about to search through Xue Yang's sparse closet, he remembers something.]
Do you still have what I wore the last time I was here?
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Even if he has a slightly clearer mind to think, he still doesn't regret his choice. Living like this won't be that different. It's easier than being alone or causing trouble for anyone else, and he might even prefer a life of having someone to take care of over wandering around aimlessly. He ignores the idea of being taken care of or whatever Xue Yang is more competent at—anything like that has been Xue Yang simply serving himself, surely.
As he's told himself, none of what he does here changes who he really is.
Xue Yang isn't terrible to live with, at least.]
I don't have much to bring.
[He does have a few outfits that he wouldn't use at the cafe, but...
Just as he's about to search through Xue Yang's sparse closet, he remembers something.]
Do you still have what I wore the last time I was here?