[ His fingers tangle in Jin Guangyao's hair, Xichen's gaze stuck on the middle-distance where he can see his home. ]

I want to sleep for a thousand years. Maybe then I'll understand why so many horrible things happened and why I never noticed. I don't understand it.

[ He was always there to support his friends, now there is no one left to support him. Wangji is not an option, grieving the loss of a living Wei Wuxian this time after they parted. The Twin Jades are both fractured echoes of themselves and this one doesn't want to make a fool of himself again, so solitude works best on his nerves. ]

My head hurts when I don't understand.