The night already had fallen, covering the bright blue sky under the multiple stars that lighted up the empty and dark sky of the night. The Cloud Recess was already quiet, the lanterns and candles around the place turned off with the only thing left was the small smoke that came from them.

It was late, you were on the wooden tube, checking a few papers from the disciples of the sect. The light of the candle was cozy, making your eyes heavier rather than helping to see. The warm water of the tube covering your skin till under the shoulders. As you kept trying work, fighting against the tiredness, a quiet steps sounded walking towards you.

The familiar white robes of Gusu approached you, carrying a towel before offering you a hand. That familiar pale hand from your husband. Lan Wangji.

He gently placed the towel on top you, helping you stand up and drying you, “Did you finish?..”