[...there it is again. 'divorced or separated.' Jin Guangyao's mind latches onto those words without his permission, and it takes a shameful amount of willpower for him to push down his curiosity, because this is definitely not the time for that conversation.]
Perhaps that is the key. Not that Mike-xiansheng must forget in order to remember, but that he must allow his mind to be still and clear so that the memories can return to him.
[a thoughtful look steals across Jin Guangyao's features, shrewd and contemplative rather than compassionate--though he is bending his sharp mind to the task of puzzling through this mystery on Mike's behalf, so if his empathy and compassion wires are arranged a bit differently, surely he can be forgiven that in this moment. he turns in a slow circle around the room while taking in the details again, committing the moment in time to memory, before looking back to his friend. if the brightness that has come into his eyes is any indication, he's come up with an idea.]
Mike-xiansheng, what if I played my guqin for you again now?
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Perhaps that is the key. Not that Mike-xiansheng must forget in order to remember, but that he must allow his mind to be still and clear so that the memories can return to him.
[a thoughtful look steals across Jin Guangyao's features, shrewd and contemplative rather than compassionate--though he is bending his sharp mind to the task of puzzling through this mystery on Mike's behalf, so if his empathy and compassion wires are arranged a bit differently, surely he can be forgiven that in this moment. he turns in a slow circle around the room while taking in the details again, committing the moment in time to memory, before looking back to his friend. if the brightness that has come into his eyes is any indication, he's come up with an idea.]
Mike-xiansheng, what if I played my guqin for you again now?