the look on xie lian's face will be familiar to a hua cheng from eight hundred years from this one's future - just utterly, completely touched. awestruck. full of hope, when his hope has been crushed and stomped, when all that really awaits him is for it to get worse.
(many things await him, and none of them are kind. 33 gods who would mock him and taunt him into nothing. the white no face's cruelty. a temple, an altar, a hundred stabs with a sword. a terrible choice - and a much better one.)
... but to know there's a light at the end of the tunnel makes his heart swell. even ruoye stops, holding still for a long moment, before he shifts and buries his face in hua cheng's hand, nuzzling into his palm, letting off a starburst of warmth. ]
... I see.
[ his voice is soft, there - endlessly grateful. ]
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the look on xie lian's face will be familiar to a hua cheng from eight hundred years from this one's future - just utterly, completely touched. awestruck. full of hope, when his hope has been crushed and stomped, when all that really awaits him is for it to get worse.
(many things await him, and none of them are kind. 33 gods who would mock him and taunt him into nothing. the white no face's cruelty. a temple, an altar, a hundred stabs with a sword. a terrible choice - and a much better one.)
... but to know there's a light at the end of the tunnel makes his heart swell. even ruoye stops, holding still for a long moment, before he shifts and buries his face in hua cheng's hand, nuzzling into his palm, letting off a starburst of warmth. ]
... I see.
[ his voice is soft, there - endlessly grateful. ]