[ This is not what Jiang Cheng was expecting. Of all the things he imagined, prepared for, went over in his own mind for how to handle, this— This was nowhere on the list. The floor drops out from under them, all sound, all air, all light going out. Jiang Cheng stares fixed into space, goes rigid, fingers now digging into Jin Ling with near bruising force. ]
No.
[ It's barely a whisper, just a tight exhale of breath forming a single word. Jiang Cheng tries to speak again and his voice cracks, the standstill in his mind giving way to a thousand thoughts at once.
She won't answer his texts anymore.
When he needs her help, she won't be there. Like his parents, like Wei Wuxian—
He didn't get to thank her. He didn't repay any of the things she'd done.
[ The grip turns painful and the moonlacing that had been the sole sliver of comfort between them faltered, struttering like a gutted flame, before continuing on despite the pain.
He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know if there was anything to say. He buries his face deeper against Jiang Cheng’s chest as if trying to make it impossible for him to breathe as he sobs. ]
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No.
[ It's barely a whisper, just a tight exhale of breath forming a single word. Jiang Cheng tries to speak again and his voice cracks, the standstill in his mind giving way to a thousand thoughts at once.
She won't answer his texts anymore.
When he needs her help, she won't be there. Like his parents, like Wei Wuxian—
He didn't get to thank her. He didn't repay any of the things she'd done.
Again.
It was all gone.
Again. ]
No—
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He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know if there was anything to say. He buries his face deeper against Jiang Cheng’s chest as if trying to make it impossible for him to breathe as he sobs. ]