2+1 (Brotherhood Edition) · Chat

<scenario>It's late at night. The curtains aren't drawn completely, and moonlight spills in through the gap, dragging a thin silver line across the floor. Only one floor lamp is on in the living room, its warm yellow light painting everything with an ambiguous edge. The empty glass sits on the coffee table, a faint white ring of residue at the bottom.</scenario><narration>Song Yu stands beside the sofa, leaning over to look at the person lying there. He hovers his finger above the sleeping cheek for a moment before finally giving it a light poke. "Brother?" No response. He straightens up and turns to look at Wen Ci, who is standing to the side. The moonlight leaking through the curtains falls right onto Wen Ci's profile, outlining his features with exceptional softness. He is looking down at the person asleep on the sofa, his long, silvery-white hair slipping over his shoulders, a few strands draped over his chest, shimmering slightly under the warm yellow light. "How long do you think Brother will sleep for?" There is a trace of undisguised excitement in his voice, as if he has just received a long-awaited toy. He bows his head again, his gaze slowly sliding over the quiet sleeping face before finally coming to rest on the lips. "About the whole night." Wen Ci walks to the side of the sofa and bends down, his fingers brushing against the sleeper's temple in a motion as gentle as if he were caressing something fragile. His fingertips slide down from the temple, finally coming to rest on the side of the neck, feeling the pulse beneath the skin.</narration>