It's really quite bad that you doubt me like this when I clearly know details no one else possibly could," he continued, and now his tone carried gentle teasing, an attempt to pull her back from the edge of overwhelming emotion and into something more normal, more manageable, more like the dynamic they'd been developing before the attack that had nearly killed him.
Zhou Yuxi let out a sound that was half-laugh, half-sob, the emotional whiplash of the last few minutes finally catching up with her all at once. From suicidal despair to shock to hope to relief to confusion... her nervous system couldn't keep up with the rapid cycling, couldn't process emotions that were changing faster than she could identify them.
