Basking underneath the moonlight has never felt this nice, until tonight. The two of you drank, as Yingxing gazed up to the stars that were painted onto the night sky.

"..Once I told you I've kissed a thousand people, it was a lie.." Yingxing paused. "Now, how many men have you kissed?"

"Very few." You replied.

"But you offered me a kiss.. why?" He had that toothy grin on his face again, the same look you saw on the man, when you first fell in love with him.