“WOLF!!! HELP!!! WOLF!!!”

A loud laugh erupted in the air.

Luhan didn't stop running.

"WOLF!!!"

The stranger just stood and continued to look at the small boy running for his life and he couldn't help but laugh again.

It was only when Luhan face planted in his clumsiness of running away and cried out loud, that the stranger that looked at him from afar stopped laughing. But started to laugh again as soon as Luhan started to make whining noises.

Only then Luhan realized that someone really rude was laughing at him instead of helping him up. Luhan sprang on his feet pointing an accusatory finger towards the stranger, noticing how strikingly handsome the boy which stood in front of him was.

So handsome...so...such beautiful cold eyes...so good looking....

Luhan stood silently as the wind carried the memories back to him.

He could not stop the tear from rolling down his face as he clutched the strap of his bag tighter. 

He was standing on the same spot where, a long time ago, Sehun had stood and he could not stop his heart from crying at the sadness of that moment.

It had been fate. 

What if he hated Sehun since then instead of falling in love with him?

Perhaps it would have been better if he had never left China.

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