During their first confrontation, Luoyue grabbed his collar with red eyes: "Why the hell do you feel sorry for me?"
Xuan Xinhe chuckled, let him hold him, lowered his head and leaned close to his ear:
"Because when you are in pain, I feel more pain than you."
The second time, Luo Yueshuang was blocked by him in the corner of the cell.
Xuan Xinhe raised his hand and brushed the corner of his mouth with his thumb - there was nothing there, but Luo Yueshuang knew that he had bitten his lip just now in the office.
"Warden," Xuan Xinhe looked at him, "Every time you hurt yourself, I want to rush out and hold your hand."
"None of your business."
"It's none of my business." Xuan Xinhe said, "Because you are me. From the night of the lunar and golden eclipse, you are me, and I am you."
For the third time, Luo Yueshuang finally resigned from the post of warden.
He stood in front of Xuan Xinhe, his eyes filled with confusion after the rules were broken: "Now... What are we?"
Xuan Xinhe didn't answer.
He just pulled Luo Yueshuang's hand over and pressed it against his heart.
It's jumping pretty fast there.
"It's you," he said. "I've been waiting for you from the moment you opened this door for the first time."
Later, someone asked Xuan Xinhe what he liked about Luoyueshuang.
He thought about it and smiled softly and assholely:
"A warden who regards rules as his faith, with cold body and wary eyes, yet dares to break everything for me. This kind of life-threatening stupidity——"
He paused and looked at the figure in the blue shirt in the distance.
"It smells like hell."
Luo Yue turned back and met his eyes.
He didn't say anything, he just walked over and grabbed Xuan Xinhe's collar while everyone was looking at him in astonishment.
