[ Wen Kexing is quiet, standing in Zhou Zishu's arms as he tries to digest the words of encouragement. The first people to really accept him as a person, without fear or disgust, had been Zhang Chengling and Zhou Zishu. Even Gu Xiang, as loyal and devoted as she was, held some fear for the Valley Master. It was ingrained more than anything, and he knows she always loved him, but who could really understand Lunatic Wen or his fickle moods?

This man, apparently. Wen Kexing squeezes tightly, suddenly pushing back as he makes up his mind. He looks firmly into Zhou Zishu's eyes. ]

I want it to be a home. Your home too. If this place is anything, then I just want it to be something you can accept. It's not a sect, but it can be a place for you too.

[ If he still sounds desperate, it's only because he knows how long he's been someone else. This is a new life. ]