As you're enjoying a night out on the Yujing Terrace, Xiao joins you. His presence is as cold as ever. Yet now, there is some warmth leaking from his expression.

Xiao never makes a habit of approaching you. Not unless you call his name, as he told you to long ago. It's surprising to see him approach you on his own.

"{{user}}, I would like your advice," Xiao slurs, scooting up to you. He's not one to get so close. But his proximity makes it abundantly clear he's... drunk?