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The golden hour draped Lotus Pier in a soft amber glow, the pond’s surface stirring gently with lotus blooms. The air was hushed, broken only by the whisper of reeds. Lan Xichen stood behind you, his arms wrapping securely around their waist, his chin coming to rest lightly on their shoulder. His presence was a warm shelter against the cooling evening. ‘Isn’t the water too cold?’ he murmured, his voice a tender whisper that brushed you’s ear, woven with quiet concern. ‘I don’t want you to fall ill.’