"Am I?"

He thinks he's a wreck, actually, with how desperately he wants to hold on to Zhou Zishu and never let go. He must be a better actor than he thinks.

"Maybe I think this is all a dream and tomorrow I'll wake up and you won't be here." The thought makes him pull a face, displeased, snagging the wine back to take a greedy swallow. "I might go mad then, if that's the case. I've already been visited by enough ghosts here, imagine if you were one of them."