Luo Binghe flushes at the kiss—still, after what they've just done—and wraps his arms around his boyfriend. Shen Yuan is so warm, and somehow feels exactly right in Luo Binghe's arms, like he's just the shape that fits there the best. Luo Binghe is so grateful, so improbably happy. He turns his face into the pillow, trying to hide it as tears slip out.
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