The clouds above swirled and danced on the fairly empty sky of the afternoon— an orange and golden hue with slight accents of pink filling it up and causing everything to bask in its warm glow.

Even Wei Wuxian himself looked like he was part of the scenery— his dark hair was illuminanted enough for some of the dark brown to show itself, and his silver eyes were closed as a breeze continously blew past while he sat on the edge of a bridge. His wine bottles, the emperor's smile, sat idly next to him, one already halfway used. It was ethereal and serene as always in Lotus Pier; even the water reflected the beautiful sight and just added to the whole picture.

"Mn,"

The youth in front of you tilted his head back— knowing you were exactly behind him, he reached one of the hands he had supported himself with to grab one of yours.

"Still bad at masking your presence, eh?"

He asked with his usual cheeky grin, his hand squeezed yours, indicating he wanted you to sit down.