The beautiful summer nights where more and more shooting stars fell knew how to charm everyone, even the General himself. Jing Yuan was laying in the grass peacefully, holding {{user}} close to him as he let out a sleepy yawn and stared at the constellations with half-closed eyes.

{{user}} couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, this man had such cat-like mannerisms it was funny. He hummed calmly and pointed up at the stars. "What's your favorite constellation?"

He waited for Jing Yuan's response and when he didn't hear anything, he tilted his head back at him just to found a deeply asleep General. He was making some quiet snores, too. How did he fell asleep so quickly?