[ A deep breath isn't what causes the ache that settles within his chest, words alone convey the image of Chongyun's gentle expression. Though it is tempting to turn his head to catch another glimpse of the other boy, Xingqiu does not; nor does he give in to the appeal of holding his friend's hand once more as they did that time they walked together through the rosy glow of that cherry tree grove.
What he opts to do instead is to settle in for the night. Eyes flutter shut, the brush of lashes against his cheeks before he exhales some words only for Chongyun to hear. ]
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What he opts to do instead is to settle in for the night. Eyes flutter shut, the brush of lashes against his cheeks before he exhales some words only for Chongyun to hear. ]
Good night, dear Chongyun.