The thing about small towns are that they don't have hospitals big enough. And that's how this story starts. My parents caught a very contagious and deadly disease, ending up in a place where they were put in quarantine, far far away. That's how I ended up living all alone. 

The house we lived in was infected by that disease, but I did not know it. And then I caught it, the unknown disease that had no cure because scientists were too dumb to find out. So I moved. To the states. To that shaft place where my parents were, away from my boyfriend, just to find that my parents were gone. 

Yixing was my boyfriend. He was sweet, gentle, kind and had an adorable dimple. To have myself moved away from him broke both of our hearts. So did the fact that I had a lethal incurable disease. 

I'm telling you, this won't play out well.