lan wangji: i'm cold.
wei wuxian: here, have my jacket.
lan xichen: hey, i'm cold too.
jiang cheng: what?! [takes off jacket] i fucking told you to bring more layers, but of course you didn't and now... [piles scarf on lan xichen] i fucking have to make sure you don't fucking FREEZE to death, but you're allergic to shirts, so what the fuck did i expect, and... [take somebody else's hat and plops it on lan xichen's head] how fucking long have you been cold? you should have said something sooner.