I love when they give Chu Wanning the time and space to feel safe and loved, and therefore heal.
He built his walls so tall and sturdy than only a persistent dumbass like Mo Ran was able to penetrate them, and also making him be gentle enough to hold the delicate self-esteem of Chu Wanning and nurture it with love, compassion, patience and understanding to the point where Chu Wanning finally lets himself BE himself.
To open up after being secluded and alone for so long can take its toll, and it must incredibly difficult for Chu Wanning to trust, not only others, but himself. (Like tell me about it 🙄)
I love seeing a thin-faced Chu Wanning who is more in tune with his wants and needs, and can give and receive love.

#chuwanning

Love love love Chu WanNing with a bad temper. Yeah be angry, nobody gets it, nobody gets you and you have all the right to be mad about it. Act like a little brat, you know people will try to stop you but won’t back down till someone that knows how to put you down shows up ;)

#chuwanning

You see this early on so I might not consider it a spoiler (correct me if I’m wrong) but

Jealous Chu Wanning is so precious to me. The way he gets jealous of everyone is so endearing I can’t contain my giddiness.

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH he is so precious 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

This could be the start of a new hyperfixation, we’ll see.

#chuwanning

"I'm--I'm doing it," Chu Wanning says, bright red. He glances back at Mo Ran. Mo Ran is scowling, looking almost murderous in his chair off to the side.

"Scoot a little to the left," the portrait painter directs, gesturing with their brush. "Okay, now go."

Blushing furiously, Chu Wanning bends to take off a shoe.

One shoe.

"Both," the portrait painter tells him, sounding almost bored. This is the fifth series they've done this week, after all.

Chu Wanning kicks off his other shoe. He glances at Mo Ran again. Mo Ran is still glaring at the portrait painter, but he seems a little distracted.

"And your socks," the portrait painter says, looking like they would rather be anywhere but here. "This is meant to be motivating."

"How are my feet motivating?" Chu Wanning asks indignantly. "They're just feet."

Behind him, Mo Ran audibly opens his mouth to speak, then closes it, seemingly having thought better of it.

"Just take them off," the portrait painter says. "I'm sure I can find some way to--" they glance at Mo Ran-- "ahem, accurately portray your beauty."

Chu Wanning yanks one sock off, then the other, glaring at the portrait painter and then at Mo Ran.

"What did I do?!" Mo Ran demands. Chu Wanning turns away with a huff.

"Okay, now stand there," the portrait painter says. Chu Wanning glares at them and continues glaring until they start to paint.

[Context: https://blorbo.social/@biasto_bias/114973865180621902]

#2ha #ChuWanning #Ranwan