[xichen had not been there that night, when the truths of jin guangshan's death had been revealed to his husband and their brothers, though at the time circumstances had been different.
he lets out a deep sigh, brows furrowed still.
he cannot imagine that night, but he understands what it feels like to have one's world shattered when one man reveals one single truth to the world. it is painful, a raw feeling. it starts as a puncture wound and then spreads, festers as one realizes what it truly means.
xichen had gone into seclusion when his own mind could not find reason in any of it, when he could not stop the wound from consuming him.
he lifts one hand, runs his fingers through jiang cheng's hair as he remains close.] Then he never wished for you to know. [and there is a hint of anger in his voice now, for the lies like that have torn their world apart in so many ways.] That is his mistake.
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he lets out a deep sigh, brows furrowed still.
he cannot imagine that night, but he understands what it feels like to have one's world shattered when one man reveals one single truth to the world. it is painful, a raw feeling. it starts as a puncture wound and then spreads, festers as one realizes what it truly means.
xichen had gone into seclusion when his own mind could not find reason in any of it, when he could not stop the wound from consuming him.
he lifts one hand, runs his fingers through jiang cheng's hair as he remains close.] Then he never wished for you to know. [and there is a hint of anger in his voice now, for the lies like that have torn their world apart in so many ways.] That is his mistake.