“Yuan-er loves me too doesn’t he? He lets me do such terrible things to him after all, hmm?” Binghe whispered.
This. This right here. It manages to hit Binghe's need and self-loathing and emotional manipulation and the whole "I know you know I know" foundation the relationship is built upon.
And the paintings. Fucking shit, the paintings. Sorry, art world, but it's gonna be pretty concubines/calamitous beauties from now on (if Binghe even thinks it'd be a good idea).
"This. This right here. It manages to hit Binghe's need and self-loathing and emotional manipulation and the whole "I know you know I know" foundation the relationship is built upon." - I'm so happy you shared this observation in the comments - their relationship has layers and Binghe is a complicated trash person - I'm so relieved that comes through.
Also, hello *waves*. I very much recognize your icon all the way from earlier fics and it's always nice to see you in the comment section.
Lastly, I think you're the only one who noted the paintings so far - and yeah - Shen Yuan is uhhh....let's call it "inspired" to paint certain themes. For uhh...no reason. Really. No reason at all.
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