Xiao Xingchen is blissfully unaware of the yeeting that just happened in front of him. But he does still hear something that sounds like a stumble.
"Did someone fall? Shouldn't we help them first?"
Maybe he should focus on his own problems first, but. Xiao Xingchen. And that isn't to say that he's not relieved to hear the familiar voice beside him, paying no mind to the hold on his arm either. All of that is a little telling.
"Is this not a different town? How did we get here?"
The thought that he had, it was so quick and abstract that Xiao Xingchen barely remembers it.
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"Did someone fall? Shouldn't we help them first?"
Maybe he should focus on his own problems first, but. Xiao Xingchen. And that isn't to say that he's not relieved to hear the familiar voice beside him, paying no mind to the hold on his arm either. All of that is a little telling.
"Is this not a different town? How did we get here?"
The thought that he had, it was so quick and abstract that Xiao Xingchen barely remembers it.