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[strikingchords]

[...

startles a little and turns to blink at him instead '^']

[laughitoff]

Truly too hard on yourself.

[strikingchords]

...

It felt as if I had abandoned you. You protected us many times. Me. Your intentions were noble. Yet, you were allowed to sacrifice, or maligned.

[brushes Wei Wuxian's wet hair back from his face, ugh]

That you were not more bitter on your own account shows generosity of spirit.

[laughitoff]

[laughs a little hoarsely]

You make me sound like some benevolent priest, or a martyr. I’ve never been either.

[strikingchords]

You are not. You are Wei Ying.

[sighs]

[laughitoff]

And you're Lan Zhan.

Show some generosity of spirit to yourself too, ah? Life strikes us all hard enough; why would you add to it yourself?

[strikingchords]

That is for you to judge.

But, I had not meant to assume your feelings.

[laughitoff]

[hhhh]

I think there's been a lot of that going on for both of us; don't you?

[strikingchords]

It seems so.

[laughitoff]

...

Please don't hurt yourself further.

[strikingchords]

Hurt myself?

[quiet]

[laughitoff]

[he doesn't answer.]

[strikingchords]

[looks at him; he's honestly asking]

[laughitoff]

[low, looking at the water]

Not in relation to me. Please.

[strikingchords]

[...quiet, for a long time...]

I saw your memory.

[laughitoff]

[ah, they never made it to speaking of that]

So you did.

[strikingchords]

After Jin Zixuan's death.

The Wens said they had come themselves. How did they convince you?

[laughitoff]

[the quiet stretches...]





They did not.

[strikingchords]

[...nods, as if that confirmed something he expected...]

I had wondered.

[laughitoff]

I left to look for them as soon as I could move. It was too late, of course.

[strikingchords]

[squeezes his hand D|]

[laughitoff]

[he's quiet, again.]

[strikingchords]

Do not wish to be hurt for you. Do not wish you to be hurt for me.

I want to stay.

[laughitoff]

...well, we're here.

[strikingchords]

[squeezes his hand again, quiet.]