[There is a long moment in which Wei Wuxian simply stares at Huaisang, and then he rises, steps over to Huaisang's side of the table, and kneels again. When he's knelt in front of his friend he leans forward and embraces him, full bodied and with strength.
Do you think the Wen would agree to live in Qinghe?
Whether it works or not, whether Nie Mingjue listens, right here in this moment, it doesn't matter. Wei Wuxian fought for them alone every step of the way. Even those who agreed, who saw the injustice—Jiang Cheng, Lan Wangji—even they had their hands tied and could do nothing.
He remembers the night Wen Ning and Wen Qing had gone to their deaths (or apparent deaths in Wen Ning's case he supposes) and how he'd wept and begged for help, for someone to offer a hand. He remembers how alone and afraid he'd been. He remembers wishing desperately for a single person to step in and see what he saw, to offer help or guidance. (It hadn't come then.)]
Nie Huaisang, [He says, not letting go] I'm so lucky that you're my friend. No one in the whole world is luckier than me.
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Do you think the Wen would agree to live in Qinghe?
Whether it works or not, whether Nie Mingjue listens, right here in this moment, it doesn't matter. Wei Wuxian fought for them alone every step of the way. Even those who agreed, who saw the injustice—Jiang Cheng, Lan Wangji—even they had their hands tied and could do nothing.
He remembers the night Wen Ning and Wen Qing had gone to their deaths (or apparent deaths in Wen Ning's case he supposes) and how he'd wept and begged for help, for someone to offer a hand. He remembers how alone and afraid he'd been. He remembers wishing desperately for a single person to step in and see what he saw, to offer help or guidance. (It hadn't come then.)]
Nie Huaisang, [He says, not letting go] I'm so lucky that you're my friend. No one in the whole world is luckier than me.