The pit the original owner had dug for me!

Hirvan lay in bed, anticipation building as he waited for Fu Yan to make the first move. But as the moments ticked by, nothing happened. Confused, he lifted his head to glance over at Fu Yan, only to find him standing completely still, eyes fixed on him, deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Fu Yan remained rooted near the bed, his gaze never wavering from Hirvan's face. His mind, however, was somewhere else entirely, fixated on the costume he had discovered hidden in the closet earlier. Seeing Hirvan lying there, waiting for him with such trust, with that unspoken willingness to let Fu Yan lead, only fueled the turmoil brewing inside him.