"Wei Ying," he huffs, even as he wraps his arms around him and kisses his cheek. He unwinds one arm to tug the blanket up over them, now noticing the chill in the air and how cool Wei Ying's skin feels against him.

He will find them a home where Wei Ying can be warm, every night.

"Do you think this is what it is like for everyone? And they simply live days knowing something like this is possible?" he wonders, trying to picture himself rising in the morning and going about his lessons and daily routine after experiencing this.