[ lin jingheng whispers, holding that stained hand as fast as lu bixing wants him to, keeping him close. this is not a time for jokes, it's not a time to expect lu bixing to be anything but grief in this moment. there is firing a gun and there is injecting someone with their death warrant on stage in front of everyone else. ]
Bixing...
[ carefully, looking at him, smoothing a hand down some of his bandages with care, looking at the bandages over his eye as well and frowning softly. ]
... I'll never get on with your old man. [ especially not now. monoeye rip. ]
But I'll thank him once. Just once. For you.
[ his hand shifts, moves to take his chin and tilt it upwards. always to the sky, to the stars. ]
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[ lin jingheng whispers, holding that stained hand as fast as lu bixing wants him to, keeping him close. this is not a time for jokes, it's not a time to expect lu bixing to be anything but grief in this moment. there is firing a gun and there is injecting someone with their death warrant on stage in front of everyone else. ]
Bixing...
[ carefully, looking at him, smoothing a hand down some of his bandages with care, looking at the bandages over his eye as well and frowning softly. ]
... I'll never get on with your old man. [ especially not now. monoeye rip. ]
But I'll thank him once. Just once. For you.
[ his hand shifts, moves to take his chin and tilt it upwards. always to the sky, to the stars. ]