It was an almost ideal neighborhood. Located just in the suburbs, where there are still plenty of fresh air yet close enough to the city’s conveniences. A close-knit community where everyone knows everyone’s names and gather together like a huge jointed family. Large, comfortable houses with small parks and gardens here and there where people like to take afternoon strolls and streets quiet and large enough for children to play their bikes. Yes, it was an almost ideal neighbor

My greatest wish.... ....is for you to be happy.

It's a moderate-sized house, with dark brown walls and white door and windows, pale yellow curtains framing said windows. The structure may be small but looks sturdy, yet still have a touch of homey feel to it that invites people to come in. To Yixing it was more than a house, though. It was a home, his home, made all the sweeter from all the memories painting its walls.

Changmin rolled his eyes in boredom as Yoochun continued to go on and on about some girl he just met, how it was love at first sight. He couldn't hold his scoff at the last part. Really, his hyung might be older than him but he sure was so naive. Because really, there is no such thing as love at first sight. That was just some romantized fantasy cooked up by too many rom-com movies. Changmin sighed. Why is he the only logical-thinking person among his friends?  

In fairytales, it has always been easy. The damsel was in distress and the hero comes swooping in on his white horse, rescuing her and they rode off into the sunset to have the perfect happy ending. Yixing always thought he would be one of those heroes.

It was always there, ever present since the beginning. Yixing just never realized it.

A dying Tree of Life. Twelve men sworn to serve and protect it. A girl trapped in the middle of it all.

He begged her to stay. She didn't know how to. Together, they were stuck in a moment of eternity, unable to move away.

Life is a series of adventures. And in nine months’ time, Yixing would be in the greatest one of all.

These are my letters (my heart) to you.

Sometimes, silence is the loudest sound you'll hear.   .

Across the land, over the sea. No matter how far, no matter how long it takes, I will find you

This song I'm writing about..... ....it sounds just like us