Upon sitting, Lan Wangji curls up with his husband as the storyteller begins to tell tales of spooky stories about ghosts, witches, spooks, and goblins. He never heard those types of stories before, so paid some attention until at some point, he has gotten sleepy and places his chin on his husband's shoulder to doze a little as he wraps his arms around him to share his body heat.

"Mm." He mumbled, and by the time storytime is finished, the crowds dispersed and the storyteller left, leaving behind whoever wished to remain to sit by the campfire.