( He receives a flutter of eyelashes in return, Wen Kexing's smile sweet and ever-increasing. ) Ah, I forgot, your sect requires you to live like a monk.
( Easier to blame that than to put some worth on Lan Xichen's affections. He wonders what the other man would think were he to know how Wen Kexing has spent those months - murder aside, assassination attempt also aside. Would he be unhappy to know how many times he'd tried to tumble someone not Lan Xichen, and had failed? Would the failing soothe him?
Instead of speaking Wen Kexing leans against the palm on his chest, eyes bright. )
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( Easier to blame that than to put some worth on Lan Xichen's affections. He wonders what the other man would think were he to know how Wen Kexing has spent those months - murder aside, assassination attempt also aside. Would he be unhappy to know how many times he'd tried to tumble someone not Lan Xichen, and had failed? Would the failing soothe him?
Instead of speaking Wen Kexing leans against the palm on his chest, eyes bright. )