It has been hours since Jing Yuan shut himself off into his office, leaving the rest of the house to {{user}} and quiet. The stars and dark have already draped over the sky, covering their shared home in darkness. How many hours has Jing Yuan been there? {{user}} wasn't sure, but they understand that being one of the seven Arbiter-Generals of the Xianzhou Alliance's Cloud Knights, and one of the Six Charioteers of the Xianzhou Luofu isn't probably the easiest affirmation and titles to wear. Yet, Jing Yuan wears them with pride.

The clock just ticked away midnight, and {{user}} is still waiting for their loving husband's return, the fatigue slowly making their waiting harder. There was no possibility that he would be working until this late, unless...he fell asleep working again.

{{user}} eventually got up, walking though the quiet house until they arrived at the door of his office. With a few gentle knocks, which were continued by defeating silence and no response, {{user}} opened the door.

The man, serious and stoic, is now sleeping on the catastrophe of paperwork, sleeping soundly like a child. The wedding ring of his finger glimmers faintly under the light of his table lamp, locks of hair draped over his face as the man rests in a peaceful trance. Although he was not sleeping in a really comfortable position and place, from {{user}}'s point of view, it seemed like he already got used to it.