"I know that, but thank you for the reminder. I suppose there is no point in worrying about it right now, in any case." he took a breath and let it out slowly.
He was already so tired. He still had one more client to fill on his card and then the night parade to go to. He had no idea how he was going to do this, but it wasn't the first time he was exhausted.
"I think he would be proud of you for killing me and keeping your sect in one piece. Perhaps if he was as he once was, before the saber spirit got his mind he would have been more understanding. The Nie Mingjue who I had met on the field and the one who died in Qinghe were not the same man, I think. He loved you so dearly, Huaisang. I hope you know that."
he knew what it was to walk their path and it was impossible for someone like his Da-ge to understand what it would be like. But he could hope. For his sake, he wished that memory could be kinder.
"I had prepared a donburi for us on the table. You should have yours. There is some soup in the thermos as well."
But Nie Mingjue wasn't the man he'd once been and part of that had been due to Jin Guangyao poisoning him. Even if the man had acted to protect them both, Nie Huaisang's final days with his brother had been spent in continuous conflict and he'd died without ever knowing of his remorse or regret.
Still, Jin Guangyao had already been punished for his crimes and now he was facing his karma, bettering himself in preparation for his next life. There's nothing either of them can say that will ever truly erase what happened but they have a choice in this world. They can continue fighting, neither side the victor, and both risk expulsion from the clan in the process or they can let it go and keep moving forward, healing their wounds and learnng how to forgive one another.
Nie Huaisang has always been a smarter man than he appears on the surface. He knows which path will prove more productive and lead them both to the goals they both seek. And he's determined to walk it, no matter who or what stands in his way.
"Thank you for the meal, Guangyao. I'd like to eat it now so we can both get back to work. The sooner we're finished here, the sooner we can both relax. Maybe even have time to enjoy the parade a little before it's time to head home."
He gives the man's shoulder one last pat and heads toward the table.
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He was already so tired. He still had one more client to fill on his card and then the night parade to go to. He had no idea how he was going to do this, but it wasn't the first time he was exhausted.
"I think he would be proud of you for killing me and keeping your sect in one piece. Perhaps if he was as he once was, before the saber spirit got his mind he would have been more understanding. The Nie Mingjue who I had met on the field and the one who died in Qinghe were not the same man, I think. He loved you so dearly, Huaisang. I hope you know that."
he knew what it was to walk their path and it was impossible for someone like his Da-ge to understand what it would be like. But he could hope. For his sake, he wished that memory could be kinder.
"I had prepared a donburi for us on the table. You should have yours. There is some soup in the thermos as well."
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Still, Jin Guangyao had already been punished for his crimes and now he was facing his karma, bettering himself in preparation for his next life. There's nothing either of them can say that will ever truly erase what happened but they have a choice in this world. They can continue fighting, neither side the victor, and both risk expulsion from the clan in the process or they can let it go and keep moving forward, healing their wounds and learnng how to forgive one another.
Nie Huaisang has always been a smarter man than he appears on the surface. He knows which path will prove more productive and lead them both to the goals they both seek. And he's determined to walk it, no matter who or what stands in his way.
"Thank you for the meal, Guangyao. I'd like to eat it now so we can both get back to work. The sooner we're finished here, the sooner we can both relax. Maybe even have time to enjoy the parade a little before it's time to head home."
He gives the man's shoulder one last pat and heads toward the table.