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《xifeng raised an eyebrow at his antics, “you don’t have to pretend, y’know. I can tell you’re not happy to see me.” he said bluntly, “and frankly, I can see why. but you’re not the only one, sometimes when I look at you I see *him* instead.” xifeng sounded unbelievably tired, shifting his weight awkwardly. He has just come back from a difficult mission- which was the only reason he was able to take a break from work, so he could recuperate. and right now, his thigh was aching from the stab, and he was sore in places he didn’t know he had.
xifeng continued to fan himself, relishing in the cool breeze. he was letting his mask down, and honestly he was about to cry. everything had been piling on top of him, and boy was he tired. xifeng wanted nothing more than to head back home, cry a little while stress eating, then pass out while binge watching some trashy cheap-budget horror movie. that sounded like the ideal vacation for him.