"Why am I the weird one when I have friends like this?"

Despite his words, there's a fondness in his voice. Maybe he doesn't understand completely, but it's good to know a man he considers a friend doesn't actually fear him.

Bending lower, Wuxian plants a quick kiss on Huaisang's lips. It's a bit fun to tease his friend.

"For putting me through so much, it's only fair if you buy the very good alcohol."