"He did mention that person. But I haven't changed any plots—that was all Shen Yuan, with his total inability not to pamper Luo Binghe. That's not the one here, by the way. The Luo Binghe you know is from the original story, who was meant to be terribly mistreated by Shen Qingqiu, but our Shen Qingqiu couldn't do it. Since you've met him, I doubt that surprises you. I've always done exactly what I was supposed to, not that it's gotten me anywhere." He touches the side of the sake warmer and finds it pleasingly hot. "Alright. Try this, Prince Claudius."
Shang Qinghua pours him a cup of sake, and he can't deny the little thrill he gets from it. He's used to interacting with fictional characters, but only his own, not William Shakespeare's. "So, that's how I know Shen Yuan—from being the only two people in our world who know that it's fictional. But I'm surprised you've heard of Hamlet?" Actually— "Does Luo Binghe know he's fictional?"
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Date: 2023-12-24 06:39 pm (UTC)Shang Qinghua pours him a cup of sake, and he can't deny the little thrill he gets from it. He's used to interacting with fictional characters, but only his own, not William Shakespeare's. "So, that's how I know Shen Yuan—from being the only two people in our world who know that it's fictional. But I'm surprised you've heard of Hamlet?" Actually— "Does Luo Binghe know he's fictional?"