Luo Binghe rolls over and throws his arm over Shen Yuan's torso, reversing their positions by burying his face in Shen Yuan's shirt. Shen Yuan's heart beats reassuringly against his cheek. It is a relief to hear Shen Yuan laugh, but he still feels shaky, like in the aftermath of a battle, when his body cannot quite believe it is not still being attacked. "Anyone would want to date you," he says, slightly muffled. "Especially if they saw your other body. I imagine your parents were flooded with marriage offers."