[Jin Guangyao cannot figure out how to classify the feelings that particular combination of sentences conjures in him. "You're alive," is evidence enough of him not being alive where Lan Xichen has come from. That knowledge turns the ever-present fear in his gut to stone, leaving him numb. But, "I've missed you," he says.
The grief is for him.
Still. He must know--about Nie Mingjue, and heaven help him, what else does he know, does he know about Qin Su, does he know about--]
...A-Song.
[He barely whispers the name; his eyes are fixed to Lan Xichen's face. He swallows hard and finds his voice.] Wei Wuxian, he said--he told me that A-Song is--but he is lying. Er-ge, please tell me he's-- [His voice fails him.]
no subject
The grief is for him.
Still. He must know--about Nie Mingjue, and heaven help him, what else does he know, does he know about Qin Su, does he know about--]
...A-Song.
[He barely whispers the name; his eyes are fixed to Lan Xichen's face. He swallows hard and finds his voice.] Wei Wuxian, he said--he told me that A-Song is--but he is lying. Er-ge, please tell me he's-- [His voice fails him.]