[ too fuckin bad he doesn't know where his fan dropped so he can hide the sheer gauntlet of expression he goes through. oh shit, oh shit, oh shit they're getting close to some unspeakable truths now ]
Then you aware of how much he forgives. What is one more to him?
[ even if he, personally thinks Zhangmen-shixiong deserves a thousand years of apologies and maybe a happy end for himself? airplane bro, you really can't leave him like this ]
Tch. [ bingge lolls his head back, at that, almost rolling his eyes. forgiveness... ridiculous. ]
Dead men don't forgive anything. [ byeee yue qingyuan. ] What I really want to know is what sort of bizarre world that you live in, that some version of me treats you like that.
[ that...
some version of shen qingqiu is... like this, but he won't say that. ]
[ there's a momentary start like he forgot this version is very much gone. for all he claims to know this story inside and outside his own version certainly has overwritten parts of his memory!! ]
Like what? Like he cares? That he saw something worth protecting?
[ a small part of him screams at goading Bing-ge but what does it matter! he's stuck like this until morning and he's a dead man anyways! there's no reason to hold back his punches!! ]
[ bing-ge's expression immediately shutters off, cold and cruel. he looks down, for a moment, as if he could try and break whatever's holding him in place by sheer willpower. if he had his powers? he could. ]
Yes. [ comes his answer, biting. ] What a weak-willed fool, if he does.
Perhaps he gained something you will never have instead.
[ a part of him hurts to tear through his favorite character like this, having cheered him on this whole time. but even he's grown a little since then, seeing and experiencing far more than he ever imagined. bing-ge you'll thank him one day! .......maybe! ]
A small little insignificant thing that changed everything.
[ oh the urge to just THROW this sword through his chest is SO STRONG. ]
How kind of you, how generous of you. As if I'd need any sort of false, sniveling 'love' out of you, Shen Qingqiu. [ he's got six hundred wives! he doesn't need love!
he needs love. so badly. how different his life would've been. how different it could have been.
(binghe is my most important person.)
something in him curls up and snarls, and then snaps. ] Did you still throw him in the abyss? I'm sure that was out of love, too, wasn't it?
[ katarina appearing to drop off information mostly just put bingge in a fouler mood. the fact that shen qingqiu is bringing that back up does not help any. ]
Oh, forced. I thought you had more pride than that, Shen Qingqiu, to come up with such a terrible excuse.
[ he's as closed off as he was before, but just scowling, now, less riled up, holding his arms close to his chest to stay warm. ] That was part of the reason it was so good to keep you around. I kept wondering when you'd finally crack, and you never did. That face of yours pisses me off even now.
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Then you aware of how much he forgives. What is one more to him?
[ even if he, personally thinks Zhangmen-shixiong deserves a thousand years of apologies and maybe a happy end for himself? airplane bro, you really can't leave him like this ]
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Dead men don't forgive anything. [ byeee yue qingyuan. ] What I really want to know is what sort of bizarre world that you live in, that some version of me treats you like that.
[ that...
some version of shen qingqiu is... like this, but he won't say that. ]
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Like what? Like he cares? That he saw something worth protecting?
[ a small part of him screams at goading Bing-ge but what does it matter! he's stuck like this until morning and he's a dead man anyways! there's no reason to hold back his punches!! ]
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Yes. [ comes his answer, biting. ] What a weak-willed fool, if he does.
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[ a part of him hurts to tear through his favorite character like this, having cheered him on this whole time. but even he's grown a little since then, seeing and experiencing far more than he ever imagined. bing-ge you'll thank him one day! .......maybe! ]
A small little insignificant thing that changed everything.
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[ it's almost spat out of his mouth, dangerous, immediate. because he already knows. ]
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I loved him and he loves me back!
[ ....oh shit he just said that out loud didn't he ]
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How kind of you, how generous of you. As if I'd need any sort of false, sniveling 'love' out of you, Shen Qingqiu. [ he's got six hundred wives! he doesn't need love!
he needs love. so badly. how different his life would've been. how different it could have been.
(binghe is my most important person.)
something in him curls up and snarls, and then snaps. ] Did you still throw him in the abyss? I'm sure that was out of love, too, wasn't it?
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My hand was forced. [ but he doesn't explain more than that. in his mind's eye he can see the ticking of the timer, taunting him ]
And I regretted every passing moment after.
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Oh, forced. I thought you had more pride than that, Shen Qingqiu, to come up with such a terrible excuse.
[ he's as closed off as he was before, but just scowling, now, less riled up, holding his arms close to his chest to stay warm. ] That was part of the reason it was so good to keep you around. I kept wondering when you'd finally crack, and you never did. That face of yours pisses me off even now.