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[ze_uwu_jun]

What he wants matters, [ Xichen's voice is soft and very, very dry, ] because that determines what he will do. Regardless of what he had you, or me, believing for all this time, it was always that his actions aligned with his goals. Not his words. It matters, because that is why I think he would not kill you, or anyone else of us, now.

If things then had been different...

I do not know.

[ I don't believe him, either, Xichen doesn't say, but doesn't argue with Jin Rulan, either. ]

What he did. What he has been doing for so long. He...

I do not understand, either. And I have been trying to do so for months, now. Since my arrival here.

[inheritedpain]

[ He wraps his arms so tightly around himself that itstarts to hurt, unable to stop the tears that start to flood silently down his cheeks. He hates that he gets like this, hates that Zewu-jun has to see him like this, but he’s...

He’s utterly heartbroken. There’s no other word for it. ]

I’m such a— a— I believed him, I completely believed him, even in Lanling when he— I keep trying to think back through everything he said and - and figure out why I didn’t know, but I—

[ He made a sound, a choked half-sob. ]

I j-just wanted things to be different here, I wanted a family that was - that was okay, that l-loved each other, except no one does, it’s all just - just death and- and anger and- and revenge and—

I just wanted thugs to be okay and now everything is worse than I even knew—

[ze_uwu_jun]

... I have been trying to figure out if I could have known since I arrived here. I understand. But the answers...

They are not kind. But you are allowed to be kind to yourself. Kinder than him.

Ji... young master Jin. May I touch you? Because in this... in this realization. You ar enot alone.

[inheritedpain]

[ He shrinks in on himself, a little bit, never having had the weight of Lan Xichen's full attention on him like this before, let alone asking if he could touch him.

The sudden desperate need for a hug that Wangji just wouldn't or couldn't provide twisted in his chest, and he nodded without looking up. ]

[ze_uwu_jun]

[ Xichen moves carefully, but without hesitation on his own behalf, wrapping the young man in a steady, solid embrace. ]

What he did will never be right. But you are not him, young master Jin. His faults are not yours, even for trusting him.

[inheritedpain]

[ He couldn't help it, slumping into the embrace and burying his face against Lan Xichen's chest. ]

I should have known.

[ Muffled and mumbled into jade-toned fabric. ]

I should have seen it.