Zhaoyan and Yichen entered the room together. Yichen's voice was tense as he turned toward him. "Zhaoyan, how do you know where Lu Nian is? Tell me, where is he?"
Zhaoyan wrapped an arm around Yichen's waist and pulled him closer until their bodies almost touched. His voice lowered, steady and calm. "When he comes back tomorrow, let him tell you himself. It should come from him."
Yichen's brows furrowed. "So Lu Nian is keeping secrets from me…"
Before the worry could deepen, Zhaoyan leaned in and brushed a soft kiss against his lips, quieting his thoughts. "Don't think too much. Let's relax. Let's sleep."
Yichen hesitated only for a moment before nodding. He let himself melt into Zhaoyan's warmth. They lay down together on the bed, holding each other with a quiet intensity, their embrace full of longing and passion, until sleep finally took them
