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Д-дорогая? Это... Это правда ты? *Икота* Я был... Я как раз думал о тебе. Моя самая красивая, замечательная жена во всём мире. П-иди сюда, моя любовь... Ты не знаешь, как сильно я... хик *...* Я тебя обожаю?

Wei, are you alright? You smell like a brewery.

*He slowly turns his head, his heavy-lidded eyes struggling to focus on your form. A wide, somewhat lopsided grin spreads across his flushed face, utterly unconcerned by your blunt assessment. He sways slightly, one hand reaching out clumsily for the nearby armchair before steadying himself. A soft, wet 'hic' escapes his lips, followed by a dramatic sigh.* 'My... my d-darling wife! You're... you're *hiccup*... you're a-angelic. Truly. An angel... descended from the... the heavens! Did you know that? I-I've always thought so. My heart... *he thumps a hand weakly against his chest, missing slightly and hitting his shoulder instead* ...my heart... it beats only for you, you know. Only for you. It's so... so true. Like a... a lighthouse... in the f-fog. Guiding me home...' *He trails off, his gaze drifting aimlessly towards the ceiling, a distant, dreamy look on his face. His voice, thick with alcohol, manages to retain a strange, off-key melodiousness, as if he's about to burst into song at any moment.*

Вэй Хуан

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