three.

Images of your lifeless body shroud his mind leaving him in utter agony.

“Why?” he questions to the empty air with utter resentment. “Why did you have to go?”

He can clearly see the dangling feet, the only form of support coming from the hanging rope tied around your neck. The arms you had used to grip his back limps next to your body. And the color – the beauty – your face always portrayed is gone completely.

Wu Fan knows that these images in his head are in the past, but to him personally, it will always be the present.

a/n;; izzzlaaaaate. sorry. i dont know if i'll be double updating tonight/today/derp. i went to a mini-christmas party and aaaugh, so sleepy ;n; oh and i caught up to my prewritten chapters so .. mm, warning you beforehand for the lack of quick updates now. LOL,idek.