[ Xiao Xingchen lets out an incredulous scoff. Xue Yang really is unhinged, and delusional. No wonder, having spent eight years with only a corpse for company. Two corpses... He shudders as he thinks of Zichen. ]
I did care about you. [ His voice is quieter, tired. He's never been good at being angry, and it's starting to drain out of him now, leaving room only for exhaustion and a deep, painful sadness. The blindfold finally gives way and slides down his face until it's hanging around his neck like a morbid necklace. ]
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I did care about you. [ His voice is quieter, tired. He's never been good at being angry, and it's starting to drain out of him now, leaving room only for exhaustion and a deep, painful sadness. The blindfold finally gives way and slides down his face until it's hanging around his neck like a morbid necklace. ]