Wei Wuxian's smile fades, and he recollects that hand, knowing even as he does so that he can't convince Lan Zhan anymore than Lan Zhan can convince him that the words on his body are false. "You are all I want," he says anyway, lifting those bony knuckles to his lips. "You are perfect to me just as you are. If you work hard, then I will also work hard to make you believe it."