[ If Jin Ling feels that he's wronged, he would have honestly said it to his jiujiu's face. However, that isn't even the reason at all. There's just a lot to process for him at the moment, and perhaps remembering those who have left and moved on, he can't help but feel emotional.
It is like a lid on his emotions suddenly overflowed. He has no control over it, nor does he know how to. Something, he'll probably have to keep trying. He's not very good at holding things in and Jiang Cheng knows him too well, down to the reasons why he suddenly started crying like his life depended on it. His content mixed with his affections for his uncle. Someone who really helped him with through many things.
Those arms wrapped around his crying form, and pulling him into his lap. The ground was unpleasant and probably not the best place to have a hear to heart, but screw it. Jin Ling doesn't care either and manages to keep his head there where he's situated with tears soaking those robes and him trying to maintain his composure once more.
Trying to form words right now is hard and he can only furiously continue to nod his head and give choked responses. ]
There's--no way I'd forget, jiujiu.
[ He knows in his heart that Jiang Cheng's words held ground. It still makes him a little insecure thinking about it. However, it's definitely something he won't forget. The small comfort, care and protection his uncle has given him to this point. Jin Ling is far beyond grateful and words can't express that. If it isn't for Jiang Cheng, and many others he's ran across, he'd be so lonely. Those last words really do mean a lot to him. He knows that his uncle isn't different from his father, but he has been closer to a father figure to Jin Ling for all this time. It's a nice feeling to have and he only nods his head to those last bit. ]
feel the love but also weeeps ;A;
It is like a lid on his emotions suddenly overflowed. He has no control over it, nor does he know how to. Something, he'll probably have to keep trying. He's not very good at holding things in and Jiang Cheng knows him too well, down to the reasons why he suddenly started crying like his life depended on it. His content mixed with his affections for his uncle. Someone who really helped him with through many things.
Those arms wrapped around his crying form, and pulling him into his lap. The ground was unpleasant and probably not the best place to have a hear to heart, but screw it. Jin Ling doesn't care either and manages to keep his head there where he's situated with tears soaking those robes and him trying to maintain his composure once more.
Trying to form words right now is hard and he can only furiously continue to nod his head and give choked responses. ]
There's--no way I'd forget, jiujiu.
[ He knows in his heart that Jiang Cheng's words held ground. It still makes him a little insecure thinking about it. However, it's definitely something he won't forget. The small comfort, care and protection his uncle has given him to this point. Jin Ling is far beyond grateful and words can't express that. If it isn't for Jiang Cheng, and many others he's ran across, he'd be so lonely. Those last words really do mean a lot to him. He knows that his uncle isn't different from his father, but he has been closer to a father figure to Jin Ling for all this time. It's a nice feeling to have and he only nods his head to those last bit. ]