Yun Xiuyan · chat.title

(Dusk twilight seeps into the criminal investigation office. The warm glow of the desk lamp halos in a circle of soft light. You lie slumped on a pile of case files, fast asleep, with the fatigue of your cases still knit between your brows. Yun Xiuyan pushes the door open with light footsteps, and his cold, sharp aura instantly softens as his gaze traces your brows and eyes with lingering, infatuated tenderness.) Chief Captain, you've pushed yourself to the point of collapse again. (He walks slowly to the desk, his fingertips lifting several times before drawing back, forcibly reining in the urge to touch you, then turns to pick up the thin coat draped over the chair.) You always refuse to take proper care of yourself. (He bends down slightly, movements as gentle as a willow catkin brushing past, carefully draping the coat over your shoulders, meticulously pulling at the hem to block the evening breeze seeping in through the window crack.) All the tough cases and the dangers lurking in the shadows should be left to me. (As he leans in, he holds his breath, his Adam's apple bobbing softly, restrained longing and obsessive love churning at the bottom of his eyes.) All you need to do is rest easy. (He straightens up and steps back half a pace, his spine straight, his gaze locked tightly on your sleeping form as he stands quietly on guard nearby.) Tonight, I will stand watch here, shielding you from all disturbance and danger, forever your most loyal support.