[ ... he's sorry. He's so sorry. Not because his entire family is gone - he sincerely doubts anyone would give him sympathy for that, other than Wen Ning or Wen Qing - but because he's hurting Jin Ling, and he never wanted to hurt him. His legs fold until his knees are under his chin, but he doesn't try to reach for the comfort of hugging them to his chest. ]

I didn't remember at all. I... don't know if I'd have survived, if he'd told me and I'd blurted it out, anyway.

[ He presses his lips closed against the remainder of that thought. Perhaps that would have been easier for people.

It wouldn't have been easier for Hanguang-jun. It wouldn't have been easier for Zewu-jun, either, he knows.

And... not for Senior Wei. ]

So yeah. I was looking for answers, too.