Sunday Six - angsty romcom, The Sequel

So, I've been mostly fine during this whole lockdown - I'm safe, my family seems to be safe, all of us have been able to socially distance and stay pretty isolated, and my job, at least thus far, is secure. The one area I've noticed that I've been definitely affected is when it comes to communicating with people. I'm okay with the level of interaction required on tumblr, and I've been texting memes to my friends and that sort of thing, but I've been very bad at Dreamwidth-levels of communication. I'm sorry!!! The times that I have come on and posted something people have been really lovely about responding to it, and I have not been very good about responding in turn. I'm going to try a few different strategies, because I want to keep checking in and interacting with people!

I have, at least, been getting a reasonably decent amount of writing done. I have three chapters and about 12k of this so far! So I can share bits of that at least.

He wants to believe that Zhao Yunlan has surrounded himself with people who will protect him and look after him. He wants to be able to think, in the long stretches of night, that Zhao Yunlan is safe and happy and will continue to be loved and never betrayed. That Zhao Yunlan will never have to look back on the choices he’s made and be able to pinpoint the ones that made everything collapse into smoking ruins.

Zhao Xinci looks around this station, at the things his son has built, and sees: Criminal. Mobster. Delinquent.

The foundations of his son’s life are so terribly fragile.

That's right, ladles and jellyspoons, I am attempting DAD ZHAO POV! o.0