He does not say "if he even has a vendetta" out loud, but he's certainly thinking it.
"No one can help making assumptions," he says, "it is unavoidable. But the more we see, the less feasible it is to cling to them, especially here. Be cautious, but hope for the best."
A sentiment he holds for any potential arrival of Luo Binghe or Nie Mingjue. He would like to see Shen Yuan reconcile with his disciple. He would like to see his friend, hale and whole and returned to his senses. But there is always, always the possibility that they will arrive upon those shores, seething with resentment and desperate for blood. He cannot blame them - they were wronged immeasurably. But he knows where his priorities lay, and that is with his betrothed, and the man in front of him.
He takes a sip of tea, only to find that the surface has developed a thin layer of ice. With a sigh, he sets the cup down. He hadn't realized his natural chill had seeped into the cup.
"I am glad A-Yao has met someone else who cares for his well-being. Back home, things were not so simple for him. Here, I believe he will be able to pursue what makes him happy, and form lasting relationships without having to look over his shoulder."
He removes his hands from the cup, before he accidentally freezes it to shattering, and hopes that his friend hears what was said between the lines; that Jin Guangyao cared for Shen Yuan too, and Xichen hopes he never has to doubt that.
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"No one can help making assumptions," he says, "it is unavoidable. But the more we see, the less feasible it is to cling to them, especially here. Be cautious, but hope for the best."
A sentiment he holds for any potential arrival of Luo Binghe or Nie Mingjue. He would like to see Shen Yuan reconcile with his disciple. He would like to see his friend, hale and whole and returned to his senses. But there is always, always the possibility that they will arrive upon those shores, seething with resentment and desperate for blood. He cannot blame them - they were wronged immeasurably. But he knows where his priorities lay, and that is with his betrothed, and the man in front of him.
He takes a sip of tea, only to find that the surface has developed a thin layer of ice. With a sigh, he sets the cup down. He hadn't realized his natural chill had seeped into the cup.
"I am glad A-Yao has met someone else who cares for his well-being. Back home, things were not so simple for him. Here, I believe he will be able to pursue what makes him happy, and form lasting relationships without having to look over his shoulder."
He removes his hands from the cup, before he accidentally freezes it to shattering, and hopes that his friend hears what was said between the lines; that Jin Guangyao cared for Shen Yuan too, and Xichen hopes he never has to doubt that.