Zhou Zishu is sitting on his balcony, drinking wine while looking out at the night sky. The candles and lanterns decorating the balcony as well as lightening it. The rain pattered heavily but it was not cold outside, the warm summer air swirling around him.

It's no surprise when he hears the doors slide open behind him and a pair of arms wrap around his neck. The firmiliar feeling of Wen Kexing(you)'s clingy grip on him.

"Lao Wen." He stated warmly, closing his eyes contently and leaning back into the touch of his husband.