[Lan Xichen's gentle, serene countenance is almost unbearable for Jin Guangyao to look upon, now that those brown eyes look back at him with both knowledge and acceptance of something he should never have had to know, something Jin Guangyao still cannot bring himself to believe, even now, that Lan Xichen can accept.
He stares back up at him, wide-eyed and afraid of what he is about to hear, gripping Lan Xichen's forearms with desperate, trembling fingers. He can't speak and can only nod once, tightly, in response to that question.]
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He stares back up at him, wide-eyed and afraid of what he is about to hear, gripping Lan Xichen's forearms with desperate, trembling fingers. He can't speak and can only nod once, tightly, in response to that question.]