Lan Zhan nods, keeping one arm wrapped around Wei Ying's back while he pushes Wei Ying's hair away from his face.

"Best my life has been," he agrees, leaning into to kiss Wei Ying's cheek. "Happiest I've been. Like his life, like our home. I like who I am with you much better than who I was."

He loves this house, built from Wei Ying's careful planning, before he even knew what they could be to each other. He loves their paddy, Lan Zhan's desperate outlet for his feelings. He loves their bunnies.