Xie Jue can sense Fang Chuning's feelings, only because his mood is the same as Fang Chuning's, both fearing sudden loss. These days, Fang Chuning has been dining with him, and Fang Chuning would eat before him, letting the poisoned meal enter Fang Chuning's mouth first.
If they were to eat together, then it would be fine, dying together without regrets, but if Fang Chuning left him first, he could only watch helplessly as Fang Chuning struggled in pain, how would he feel?
He appears calmer than Fang Chuning, but his heart has long been tumultuous, and he too finds it hard to bear sudden bereavement.
He also needs strong hugs and kisses to confirm that the heart of the person in his arms is still beating, his hands are so warm, his breath so familiar, they have narrowly escaped a disaster.
"Anning, it's okay!" Xie Jue softly reassures, "I'm afraid too."
"I thought I was the only one who would be so frightened."
