[Oh. Yes. Holding onto Xie Lian is probably a good idea. So he manages to do that, finding his wrist to grasp. Even when they get outside - and the air is so much easier to breathe out here, so Xingchen takes in a big breath - he still just hangs onto the other man's wrist. It's nice to have someone keeping him steady.
Xingchen stands there, maybe in the middle of the road, maybe not, and tries to think. How long has it been since he's not had a supporting pillar? Does Xue Yang even count, no matter how helpful he might have been?
Xie Lian says something, but Xingchen is in his head a little too much. He probably should ask to be escorted back to the palace, but that will just lead him back to a room already filled with some memories he'd like to forget. Instead, he leans a little on Xie Lian. He's nice to be around.]
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Xingchen stands there, maybe in the middle of the road, maybe not, and tries to think. How long has it been since he's not had a supporting pillar? Does Xue Yang even count, no matter how helpful he might have been?
Xie Lian says something, but Xingchen is in his head a little too much. He probably should ask to be escorted back to the palace, but that will just lead him back to a room already filled with some memories he'd like to forget. Instead, he leans a little on Xie Lian. He's nice to be around.]
Hmm. Is the moon out?