[ Jin Ling still being a relatively recent development in his life and as absorbed in the present situation as he is, Jiang Cheng doesn't parse the sound of his nephew's voice until far too late. Jin Ling was in the room and staring at them and—
And stealing Suihua.
Then, like a clap of thunder or gust of wind, the boy is gone again.
Cold air hits Jiang Cheng as Jin Zixuan climbs off him, the rare peace he found in pieces all around him, but at least that's the furthest thing from his mind with his nephew scarred and Jin Zixuan not only unable to recognize but also questioning him about his own son.
He can feel a headache coming on, a dull throb behind his eyes as he squeezes them shut. He should have figured. Nothing good ever happens to him. Jin Zixuan will probably never want to look at him again. Jin Ling will stop acknowledging him as an uncle. Wei Wuxian will marry into Gusu Lan any day now, never to return.
That's just his life. ]
That, [ he sighs, cradling his face with one hand, trying to sink into the mattress until he disappears from existence entirely, ] was my nephew and your son, Jin Ling.
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And stealing Suihua.
Then, like a clap of thunder or gust of wind, the boy is gone again.
Cold air hits Jiang Cheng as Jin Zixuan climbs off him, the rare peace he found in pieces all around him, but at least that's the furthest thing from his mind with his nephew scarred and Jin Zixuan not only unable to recognize but also questioning him about his own son.
He can feel a headache coming on, a dull throb behind his eyes as he squeezes them shut. He should have figured. Nothing good ever happens to him. Jin Zixuan will probably never want to look at him again. Jin Ling will stop acknowledging him as an uncle. Wei Wuxian will marry into Gusu Lan any day now, never to return.
That's just his life. ]
That, [ he sighs, cradling his face with one hand, trying to sink into the mattress until he disappears from existence entirely, ] was my nephew and your son, Jin Ling.