Ugh, Shen Yuan is so fucking nice, even when he's being a dick. Shang Qinghua makes a face he probably wouldn't make if he were sober—he really prefers the guy who poured vitriol into his comments section for four years straight. Wow, four years—he hasn't known Cucumber-bro for that long in PIDW, but they really are old friends, huh? Thinking of it that way is making him dizzy, but maybe it's the three different kinds of alcohol. "Tell me about it. Is there even anything to do here besides get drunk with hot men and wind up in their beds?"