[ Something in him flinches as Wen Kexing demands not to be left behind, as little as it appears on him physically. He wants to promise that he won't, he wants it so badly, but even more he wants it not to be a promise he'll break. That much is out of Zhou Zishu's hands anymore.
But Wen Kexing's eyes are clearing, saving him from the subject for a moment longer. Like the coward he is, he'll take it.
Instead he uses the grip on Wen Kexing's jaw to shake him slightly, something wry in his eyes. ] Do you think I don't know it's a part of you?
[ But isn't he the same? Hasn't he been terrified to go to the manor on top of the mountain just in case he might see that he's brought a piece of the capital along with it? Eighty-one painted red blooms in a place they have no reason to be. Even the thought makes him shudder. He understands. ]
You can change it. This place. That's what they say. Make it anything you want.
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But Wen Kexing's eyes are clearing, saving him from the subject for a moment longer. Like the coward he is, he'll take it.
Instead he uses the grip on Wen Kexing's jaw to shake him slightly, something wry in his eyes. ] Do you think I don't know it's a part of you?
[ But isn't he the same? Hasn't he been terrified to go to the manor on top of the mountain just in case he might see that he's brought a piece of the capital along with it? Eighty-one painted red blooms in a place they have no reason to be. Even the thought makes him shudder. He understands. ]
You can change it. This place. That's what they say. Make it anything you want.