"Yes, of course." No, he just didn't believe it. Wei Wuxian didn't know, he was a good boy and he was trying to be pleasant and kind but he didn't see it. What was going on inside. He wanted it, he asked for it and now his insides were a storm of want and hate. He was a dirty slut who let Xue Yang do unspeakable things to him.
"I have a boyfriend." Xingchen confessed finally as he stared out of the window, not expressing any emotions because he was trying to keep it all schooled within. "And I went home with him. It's my fault. Not his, mine. It's okay, I am taking responsibility for this."
"Xue Yang drugged you. He would have probably dragged you if you hadn't come along. I saw you yesterday, uncle. You were out of it. If you liked what he did to you, that is because what he did was physically pleasant. But you made no conscious choice to be with him." Apparently he could not get him to believe that. Wei Wuxian sighed, shaking his head. "Please, don't feel so badly about yourself. I am certain your boyfriend would understand. And want to kill Chengmei, of course."
"I won't tell him. It would only cause hurt. This time will die with me." Xingchen confessed as he saw his house aside and felt that same horrible churning feeling of guilt. He checked his pocket and found his key, grateful it was still there. "Thank you for the ride and being so honest with me."
He smiled at Wei Wuxian, subdued but trying. "Perhaps one day we could go up the mountain. I can never return to Baoshan Sanren but there are gardens just beneath the mountains. It is said that the spirits of our people live there after death. Perhaps we could bring your mother a token."
"I would like that very much, uncle. Nobody will talk to me about my mother usually, because they think she was a disgrace by the end and so am I." Wei Wuxian shrugged, quite used to being a disgrace by now. He wasn't that bothered.
He stopped the car and turned to face Xiao Xingchen fully, bowing his head. "I will hit you up on instagram. As they say." After all, Xue Yang definitely had access there.
Xingchen got out of the car and bowed once more to Wei Wuxian before he took his key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. It wasn't into he was in the house that he allowed himself to cry. He lay on the floor, sobbing, just letting himself hurt before he had to pretend.
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"I have a boyfriend." Xingchen confessed finally as he stared out of the window, not expressing any emotions because he was trying to keep it all schooled within. "And I went home with him. It's my fault. Not his, mine. It's okay, I am taking responsibility for this."
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He smiled at Wei Wuxian, subdued but trying. "Perhaps one day we could go up the mountain. I can never return to Baoshan Sanren but there are gardens just beneath the mountains. It is said that the spirits of our people live there after death. Perhaps we could bring your mother a token."
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He stopped the car and turned to face Xiao Xingchen fully, bowing his head. "I will hit you up on instagram. As they say." After all, Xue Yang definitely had access there.
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Xingchen got out of the car and bowed once more to Wei Wuxian before he took his key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. It wasn't into he was in the house that he allowed himself to cry. He lay on the floor, sobbing, just letting himself hurt before he had to pretend.