Wei Wuxian shakes his head. "Never at home. Nie-gonxi had books," he says, grin widening as he recalls Lan Wangji tearing up one of the finest in a spectacular fit. "I knew what it was, but my life was not one in which I could pursue pleasures like this. And here..."

Wei Wuxian shrugs, kissing him again in apology. "I could not imagine that you would do it. I didn't think of it at all."