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[secondjade]

[ Wangji sends his brother an image.

Well. Four images. The first three are so blurry that barely anything can be made out. The fourth is at least mostly in focus, and it's of a ink painting hanging in Wangji's room. ]

[ze_uwu_jun]

He might have been unwilling to come back, but a part of him never left. It is still yours to protect.

[secondjade]

One day, we will both return.

[ze_uwu_jun]

One day. And you know what waits for you isn't solitude.

[secondjade]

Thank you.

[ For telling him. For giving him hope. For everything. ]

[ze_uwu_jun]

[ That.

Xichen knows his brother's appreciation, but it's not... not often that he gets to say it. ]

Of course, Wangji. Whatever I can do, I want to. And I will.

[secondjade]

[ He doesn’t say anything else. Mostly because he feels like everything has been said, and partly because this conversation is already a little out of his depth.

But he appreciates it, more than Xichen could know.

He will repay his brother for everything, somehow.

Somehow, he’ll see his brother’s heart healed too. ]