[ 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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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. ]