Luo Binghe keeps expecting something to go wrong. He's looking for the cracks in the porcelain, but no matter what he does, Shen Yuan continues to be good and loving and perfect. Maybe he's right, and this is what Luo Binghe was always struggling for without knowing it. If so, it has all been worth it.

He lets himself cry for some time, giddy with the knowledge that Shen Yuan will hold him for as long as he does. Even after he stops, he stays burrowed into Shen Yuan's arms, greedy for as much comfort as he's allowed. He always wants more from others than they're willing to give; even those he's closest to tire of him before long. He is too intense, too moody and pessimistic, too needy. Yet Shen Yuan pours his affection into Luo Binghe like there is no end to it.