Luo Binghe throws himself into a one-armed embrace, carefully holding the cupcake aside. He breathes in the comforting scent of his boyfriend, his breath hitching dangerously in his chest. "Thank you," he says. "I—thank you. I'm glad you were born, I'm so glad you're here." It is the most he can say without expressing gratitude for Shen Yuan's death, which took so much from him, yet brought him to Luo Binghe.