[Hm. HM. Instead of being the sober and levelheaded person with the one braincell, he decides to drop his braincell on the dusty floor. He reaches forward and gently tugs on a stray strand of Lan Wangji's hair, and before he knows it, his fingers are winding through?? Wow, strange.]

Lan Zhan, you stopped talking again. Are you going to make me say everything? You're the one who put me here, you know. You should take a little responsibility.