He nuzzles Xingchen's shoulder, letting his hand be taken and immediately squeezes back. "I'm not going to hurt Daozhang," he tells Xingchen. "That would only hurt you, and I've promised not to do that." Hurting Xingchen hasn't been acceptable since that horrible day when everything set in and he finally realized how he felt.

Xue Yang peers at Song Lan across Xingchen's lovely face, lips quirked in some amusement. "Then I hope you enjoy a boring show. I just work, sleep, and cook with Xingchen. Occasionally visit Wen Qing and the horses."