Lan Zhan looks even more astonished than Wei Wuxian had imagined, his eyes overbright. The mirth in Wei Wuxian's smile falls away, leaving softness in its place. He pulls Lan Zhan close to him and kisses his cheek.

"Happy birthday, Lan Zhan," he murmurs, pressing another tender kiss to his skin before tugging him towards the cushions. "You see? Not all celebrations are bad."