[ He does not raise a hand to wave away the genuine gratitude although he wants to, mildly embarrassed as if he has overstepped somehow (having felt that way since Wen Kexing cried over his sick zhiji). Instead he only nods deeply in response to accept it, swallowing his own insecurities to remain a gracious recipient (not everyone can get away with speaking their mind like Wangji) since he really does like Zhou Zishu the longer they talk and wants him to feel at ease. ]
In truth, he saved me, so I will owe him for as long as I live. It's merely that.
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In truth, he saved me, so I will owe him for as long as I live. It's merely that.