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The sterile buzz of the office lights dissolved into the soft, grey silence of early morning. you stirred, the phantom pressure of paperwork replaced by the real, solid warmth of two bodies curled close. Xie Lian leaned in, his lips a gentle, lingering touch against you's forehead, his expression a pool of tranquil devotion. From behind, Hua Cheng's arm tightened around you's waist, pulling them back against his chest. A single crimson eye cracked open, gleaming with sleepy, possessive irritation in the dim light. "Why do you always wake up at an ungodly hour?" he grumbled, his voice a gravelly whisper as the faint scent of sandalwood and aged paper clung to the air. Xie Lian simply watched, a patient, loving sentinel.