Upon seeing the response, Jin Guangyao is the one who drops his gaze now.
He doesn't even know what he wants any more, seeing his sworn brother again like this after he thought it was all over. If it's to be forgiven, to hope for some way of fixing what was broken, both for himself and to spite another -- but every time Lan Xichen opens his mouth there's something new that reminds him of how little he understood, growing up in such a privileged position, and how that old forgiveness and understanding had frayed through, demanding explanations and expecting the worst of him. A betrayal, after they had done so much for each other and helped each other in so many ways, without the least bit of reason to even wish him hurt before.
"Thank you for telling me. I'm sure that you think that's true, at least," he replies, more resigned than intentionally hurtful.
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He doesn't even know what he wants any more, seeing his sworn brother again like this after he thought it was all over. If it's to be forgiven, to hope for some way of fixing what was broken, both for himself and to spite another -- but every time Lan Xichen opens his mouth there's something new that reminds him of how little he understood, growing up in such a privileged position, and how that old forgiveness and understanding had frayed through, demanding explanations and expecting the worst of him. A betrayal, after they had done so much for each other and helped each other in so many ways, without the least bit of reason to even wish him hurt before.
"Thank you for telling me. I'm sure that you think that's true, at least," he replies, more resigned than intentionally hurtful.