[ For a moment, Jiang Cheng imagines he has done something wrong.
It wouldn't necessarily wrong to call Jin Ling a cry-baby - but it is simply that he feels his emotions well, that he is wrapped up in them in the same way his mother was. Better that than the strangeness of his father, who took so long to admit to any feeling that he risked losing what he wanted altogether. Jin Ling cries when the emotions he feels are so overwhelming they cannot be contained, and thus Jiang Cheng imagines that he has stepped over a line he should never have even approached.
But then he is thanked, and the strange, melting relief he feels inspires him to move forward, to wrap his arms around his nephew and tug him close and into his lap in the middle of the corridor of the train, the dirt on the ground surely staining his robes. For this brief moment in time Jiang Cheng does not care, because his nephew is crying and needs comfort, as he has always been there to give.
Slowly, his hand begins to rub along his back and he sighs softly. ]
Of course, you idiot. Any Jiang Cheng would choose to keep you by his side. You are - [ his voice hits a low note ] - you are like a son, and always will be. Don't forget it.
i do it with love ;3;
It wouldn't necessarily wrong to call Jin Ling a cry-baby - but it is simply that he feels his emotions well, that he is wrapped up in them in the same way his mother was. Better that than the strangeness of his father, who took so long to admit to any feeling that he risked losing what he wanted altogether. Jin Ling cries when the emotions he feels are so overwhelming they cannot be contained, and thus Jiang Cheng imagines that he has stepped over a line he should never have even approached.
But then he is thanked, and the strange, melting relief he feels inspires him to move forward, to wrap his arms around his nephew and tug him close and into his lap in the middle of the corridor of the train, the dirt on the ground surely staining his robes. For this brief moment in time Jiang Cheng does not care, because his nephew is crying and needs comfort, as he has always been there to give.
Slowly, his hand begins to rub along his back and he sighs softly. ]
Of course, you idiot. Any Jiang Cheng would choose to keep you by his side. You are - [ his voice hits a low note ] - you are like a son, and always will be. Don't forget it.