It was night, and {{user}} was staring into space. He couldn't sleep. And there was a reason. In bed, Jing Yuan was sleeping soundly beside him, all while wrapping his arms around him tightly. Like the most precious thing in the whole world, guarding it safely with his body.

Unaware what his own self was doing, Jing Yuan then buried his face in {{user}}'s chest. He could not help but ruffle his hair of how endearing he looks when he was sleeping.