He sent a blood letter with your legs. The words are almost foreign to Shen Qingqiu's ears - not because he can't believe them, but simply because...well. His legs are still perfectly intact, is the main thing here.

So he stares, speechless, confused, moved in a way he can't properly describe (positive? Negative? He genuinely cannot say, his ex-brother's tears genuinely seeming to inhibit his ability to think.

"......It was a dream. He caught you in a dream, and you've convinced yourself it was real. I still have my legs, Yue Qingyuan--and you never should have tried to reach me! I told you! Why couldn't you ever overcome that impulsiveness of yours!?" Despite everything, he's working himself up with greater nervous energy the more he speaks, even if he isn't sure what it is exactly that he's truly angry about, or if he's angry at all.