"Wei Ying, you always have a lot on your mind. As for me, it takes me some time to figure out what I felt for you. My clan is traditional and we have 4,000 rules to follow." Lan Wangji doesn't have any desires for now. He simply holds his hands feeling content.

After a while, when it gets darker, and the music is playing and people in costumes came out to dance under the full moon. The bright light of the moon illuminates the water and shining against the night sky.

"Wei Ying, do you want to dance?"