[Xue Yang has been ripped, stabbed, burned, bruised, broken, sprained... You name it and he has likely endured it. But that hand is the source of so much more than physical pain. The trauma has shaped him and unhinged him.

Hearing about Xingchen's past surprises him a little. An orphan? A lucky orphan.] Here I thought you must have been raised in some rich household with all of your needs met.

[The wish makes him flush and he clears his throat. Of course Xingchen's wide smile and shy reaction doesn't help matters.]

You're cute, daozhang. I hope you don't regret being nice to me.