( nothing Murong Chuyi says can disturb his peace, Jiang Yexue leveled him with a soft gaze and a gentle smile as he nodded in assent. )
Why would I give it to you, even if I had it? Wouldn’t that be counterproductive?
why would i * visit you.
( teeth clench and yet he makes no move to leave. he makes no move at all, actually, neither to depart nor sit. only stands there, still and stiff. )
i only meant to ask.
( at that, he chuckles, fixing the blanket on his lap. )
No, I simply missed you too much. I’m grateful you came to visit. Sit, then. I’ll make some tea.