that makes sense but jin ling is not about to let the newly discovered dead horse lie here. it's a marriage. it's definitely a marriage.
he doesn't respond to the first sentiment other than letting out a huff that resembles his uncle far too much. but then he's distracted again -- focus, jin ling, focus??? -- by sizhui's hand. there's a part of him that's still flustered by the whole thing but another, tactile part (he's sometimes not sure where he picked it up), that reaches out to him and turn his hand palm up to interlace their fingers.
because that's -- well that's nice and they can do that now.
it does soften the blow that comes next. he sits up, not letting go of sizhui's hand through all of it.] What?! But-- But that's lying? And it's Zewu-jun? And what reason do they have to keep us thinking we were going to set them up for a year when they could have just both told us they weren't interested?
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a good one.
that makes sense but jin ling is not about to let the newly discovered dead horse lie here. it's a marriage. it's definitely a marriage.
he doesn't respond to the first sentiment other than letting out a huff that resembles his uncle far too much. but then he's distracted again -- focus, jin ling, focus??? -- by sizhui's hand. there's a part of him that's still flustered by the whole thing but another, tactile part (he's sometimes not sure where he picked it up), that reaches out to him and turn his hand palm up to interlace their fingers.
because that's -- well that's nice and they can do that now.
it does soften the blow that comes next. he sits up, not letting go of sizhui's hand through all of it.] What?! But-- But that's lying? And it's Zewu-jun? And what reason do they have to keep us thinking we were going to set them up for a year when they could have just both told us they weren't interested?