Tears well up and spill over before he can stop them. He thinks of how Shen Qingqiu stopped to reassure him in the middle of their fight, as though Luo Binghe's distress was an emergency that took priority over everything. His mind is still working to come up with reasons why it can't be true—maybe it's the other Binghe he loves—but Shen Qingqiu has denied that more than once, and isn't the other Binghe still nearly a child? No, if he feels for anyone—if anyone here is causing him to question his feelings for men—it would be Luo Binghe. "I thought—" he starts, and then chokes on the words. He wipes the corners of his eyes with his fingers. "It's because I'm a man? That's—that's nothing, he'll get over that if he thinks about it clearly—I can wait, I can be patient—"