Because whenever Wei Ying thought too hard, it lead to disastrous results, that's why. And Wei Ying was always thinking too hard. He does understand, because he'd hurt for sixteen years and had been prepared to hurt for an entire lifetime. "Just being there is enough," he responds, easily.
After all, when Wei Ying had come back, it had been enough just for him to let Lan Wangji into his life. To let him help. Not to push him away again.
He runs his fingers through Wei Ying's hair. Not thinking that Wei Ying would ever return from the grave had been the worst thing to happen, and that had hurt him. Not to hear from Wei Ying, not to know if his words got to him, the last memory of him being the one where he'd desperately tried to pull him up and Wei Ying had, in a moment of panic thinking he might pull both of them to their deaths, wrested himself away.
He thinks about it now and clutches Wei Ying tighter, unwilling to let him go. It's not something that will ever fully heal.
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After all, when Wei Ying had come back, it had been enough just for him to let Lan Wangji into his life. To let him help. Not to push him away again.
He runs his fingers through Wei Ying's hair. Not thinking that Wei Ying would ever return from the grave had been the worst thing to happen, and that had hurt him. Not to hear from Wei Ying, not to know if his words got to him, the last memory of him being the one where he'd desperately tried to pull him up and Wei Ying had, in a moment of panic thinking he might pull both of them to their deaths, wrested himself away.
He thinks about it now and clutches Wei Ying tighter, unwilling to let him go. It's not something that will ever fully heal.