[ the onion headline where it's like "the worst person in the world is right about something" but its like "the worst person ever has giant baby emotions actually"
fei du just goes. he's easily pliable at the moment, like a marionette, limbs all wrong, body all wrong, almost stumbling when he's pulled. and it's funny, that shen qingqiu might make a comparison to luo binghe, because it happens here, too. he doesn't know what to do with himself, with affection - it becomes almost immediately obvious, under all of that grief and despair, that he's stunned by this reaction. that fei du has hardly if ever known a tender, kinder touch in his life. luo wenzhou was the only exception.
he takes a breath, almost a wheeze. he's trembling and fragile like this, barely held together, and his rancid, bad, staticking thoughts are at least a little quieter, now. they're still there, the desperate repetition of a song lyric in a snatch here and there, the no echoing and hollow, and it eventually turns to, it wasn't supposed to be like this. ]
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fei du just goes. he's easily pliable at the moment, like a marionette, limbs all wrong, body all wrong, almost stumbling when he's pulled. and it's funny, that shen qingqiu might make a comparison to luo binghe, because it happens here, too. he doesn't know what to do with himself, with affection - it becomes almost immediately obvious, under all of that grief and despair, that he's stunned by this reaction. that fei du has hardly if ever known a tender, kinder touch in his life. luo wenzhou was the only exception.
he takes a breath, almost a wheeze. he's trembling and fragile like this, barely held together, and his rancid, bad, staticking thoughts are at least a little quieter, now. they're still there, the desperate repetition of a song lyric in a snatch here and there, the no echoing and hollow, and it eventually turns to, it wasn't supposed to be like this. ]