[He remains bowed, his hands clasped before him, not daring to move or breathe. Xiao Xingchen is before him. At last! He must find a way to bring him home. That means he mustn't upset him. Xue Yang is better at words than him and he shivers when the other says his name.]

Yes. Song Lan bows before you. [His voice breaks - he can't help it nor stop it.] I wish to make amends. I committed a grave wrong against you, Xingchen. I await your judgement on my behalf.