[Carefully, he rises, straightening his back and letting his hands fall back to his sides. The urge to touch and be touched is something Xue Yang has awoken in him and now he understands that he wants the same from...and with...Xiao Xingchen. How would his soulmate react to an embrace? To a kiss? Zichen levels out his breathing, focusing instead on the pain he senses in the other's voice.]

The one who caused me pain was Xue Yang. He and I have...learned...from one another. It was wrong to blame you. [He licks his dry lips and glances down, his brow furrowing.] It was wrong and cruel. I should have never treated you so callously, Xingchen. Ever since we parted, I have been looking for you.