"Daozhang..." Xue Yang's fingers curl, gripping onto Xingchen's hands and he bows his head, kissing the inner skin of the other man's wrists. His tears fall then, hot against his Daozhang's perfect skin.

He's alive! He is agreeing to be with him!

"Y-You..." he licks his lips and tries again, "You need to eat. Come on, I'll help you to the Cafeteria." he frowns, stubbornly, "I'll carry you if you need it. I...bet you feel weak, huh?"