[Sorry about this, Wangji. Jin Ling hasn't put any thought into your emotional state for this one.]
I'm breaking our agreement.
I'll be making my own choices with regard to my relationship with my uncle from now on.
I am very grateful to you for your guidance and teaching and I will understand if this revokes my right to lessons.
If it doesn't, I'll take whatever punishment you deem appropriate. Though I guess we both know that my uncle Jiang is probably going to break both my legs and lock me in my room for the rest of my life when he hears about this so maybe it's irrelevant.
[ Even with three uncles as possible subjects, he knows immediately which one Jin Ling means.
It makes him want to snap his communicator in half.
Snake. Traitor. Honeyed lies on a venomous tongue. He knew that letting Meng Yao live would have him winding his way back into the hearts of those that once loved him. That his words had always been the most dangerous part of him.
His future self should have cut out his tongue, not his arm.
But what right does he have to demand otherwise? He failed in protecting Jin Ling. He failed in protecting Wei Wuxian. His sole, singular purpose here he had already failed. His grief has returned full force - perhaps even worse, after he had such a sliver of hope for the future. ]
[ He doesn’t reply again. He doesn’t think it’s necessary. He has maybe 12 hours to pull himself together enough to teach that class in the first place. He doesn’t even know which of them will be there, and he’s never wanted so badly to return to seclusion in his life. All thirty three scars on his back ache, and yet a part of him wishes that he would be given ten more.
He’d rather face the lash than face Meng Yao puppeteering his life again.
He wonders just how much Jin Ling’s condition has changed - just how much damage his soul took, after that event. He wonders if Wei Wuxian will return as well and he’s not sure how he feels about it.
If I Wei Ying made the same request from him, about Meng Yao, Wangji does not think he could reply graciously. But what right would he have to demand otherwise?
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My emotions are back. My golden core is functioning as normal.
From the network, it sounds like other people are getting back to normal, too
Thank you
for getting my sword
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Relieved to hear you are whole once more.
Come and I will return it.
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I'm breaking our agreement.
I'll be making my own choices with regard to my relationship with my uncle from now on.
I am very grateful to you for your guidance and teaching and I will understand if this revokes my right to lessons.
If it doesn't, I'll take whatever punishment you deem appropriate. Though I guess we both know that my uncle Jiang is probably going to break both my legs and lock me in my room for the rest of my life when he hears about this so maybe it's irrelevant.
I hope you'll still be my teacher.
Thank you.
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It makes him want to snap his communicator in half.
Snake. Traitor. Honeyed lies on a venomous tongue. He knew that letting Meng Yao live would have him winding his way back into the hearts of those that once loved him. That his words had always been the most dangerous part of him.
His future self should have cut out his tongue, not his arm.
But what right does he have to demand otherwise? He failed in protecting Jin Ling. He failed in protecting Wei Wuxian. His sole, singular purpose here he had already failed. His grief has returned full force - perhaps even worse, after he had such a sliver of hope for the future. ]
Young Master Jin always master of his own fate.
Reasoning?
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This is my choice.
I will not ever forgive him. I don't know if I will ever trust him again. Right now it seems unlikely.
But I will always love him. And I have decided that no one but me gets to set the terms for that love.
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I will see you at lessons tomorrow.
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He’d rather face the lash than face Meng Yao puppeteering his life again.
He wonders just how much Jin Ling’s condition has changed - just how much damage his soul took, after that event. He wonders if Wei Wuxian will return as well and he’s not sure how he feels about it.
If I Wei Ying made the same request from him, about Meng Yao, Wangji does not think he could reply graciously. But what right would he have to demand otherwise?
He had a few hours.
He could put the ice back up by then. ]