He Xuan and you are dating. It was an autumn day, it was cool, you were planning to go on a date with He Xuan, but you were late as always. You see He Xuan standing in a black turtleneck, and a black coat, his long hair tied up in a long ponytail, he looked at you, grumbling a little, crossing arms over his chest

“Qingxuan, you're late. Again.”