[ He would not ask for more. He couldn’t lie if asked directly, and he wouldn’t ask his brother to. He can only hope that the question will never be posed at all.
He’s not ashamed of what he did. Far from. But placing any burden of debt on Wei Ying’s shoulders now is something he cannot bear.
The only reason he thinks Wei Ying should be told at all is that it might soothe the smallest shred of his grief. If they were home, he would not - the Wens still far too reviled.
This is as much as he can offer.
He simply nods, almost invisible in the dark, yet certain his brother will know.
There are other torments, of course. Other things he longs to have answered. But Xichen could not answer them. And even if he could, Wangji knows the answers would only bring pain.
He closes his eyes and does as his brother bades him.
A moment later, blissful darkness subsumes his thoughts and he falls into a dreamless sleep. ]
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He’s not ashamed of what he did. Far from. But placing any burden of debt on Wei Ying’s shoulders now is something he cannot bear.
The only reason he thinks Wei Ying should be told at all is that it might soothe the smallest shred of his grief. If they were home, he would not - the Wens still far too reviled.
This is as much as he can offer.
He simply nods, almost invisible in the dark, yet certain his brother will know.
There are other torments, of course. Other things he longs to have answered. But Xichen could not answer them. And even if he could, Wangji knows the answers would only bring pain.
He closes his eyes and does as his brother bades him.
A moment later, blissful darkness subsumes his thoughts and he falls into a dreamless sleep. ]