"What do you want to do today?" Liuxian said, as though reading the direction of his thoughts.
Guiying tipped his head back against the cushions and looked at the ceiling for a moment, the way he did when he was turning something over...
"Mhmm..." he said slowly. "Let's go to an art museum."
Liuxian looked at him.
"An art museum..." he repeated.
"Yes." Guiying turned his head to look at him, something faintly imperious settling into his expression. "We shall walk in, look at things we may or may not understand, and carry ourselves with the particular air of people who are deeply cultured and have always known what chiaroscuro means."
"You do know what chiaroscuro means right?" Liuxian laughed..
"That is entirely beside the point.." Guiying said. "The point is the air." He gestured vaguely with one hand. "Besides, there are pieces I've been wanting to see in person for a long time. There's no better chance than this."
"Which pieces?" Liuxian said.
