[A silly and obvious observation, but something about it is comforting to Xingchen. He holds up his free hand to exemplify this, even though he can't see it.
He giggles again, a little muffled in Xie Lian's shoulder.]
I'm gonna tell you something.
[Pulling his outstretched hand back, Xingchen pokes his own chest. Then, he whispers, but it's still too loud to be a true whisper.]
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[A silly and obvious observation, but something about it is comforting to Xingchen. He holds up his free hand to exemplify this, even though he can't see it.
He giggles again, a little muffled in Xie Lian's shoulder.]
I'm gonna tell you something.
[Pulling his outstretched hand back, Xingchen pokes his own chest. Then, he whispers, but it's still too loud to be a true whisper.]
I used to be the moon.