Jin Guangyao looked at the shattered cup, and it was right after he had mentioned the Unclean Realm. Interesting. He must be from after a time that it was no longer comfortable for him to go there. He remembered the months after Da-ge's death... More often than not he was the one who went to care for the day-to-day tasks in the beginning.

That certainly gave him a time reference to when Lan Xichen was from.

He wondered if he noticed that he himself looks older, a bit more tired than he used to.

He stood up. The least he could do was distract him. He moved over to the side of the table that his sworn brother was, and looked down through his lashes.

"Do you want to sleep with me, Xichen?" calling him Er-ge felt weird for this...