It’ll happen again in a week or two, like clockwork.

to most, the rain brought a cold chill. for yixing, it brought love and warmth--until that love was taken away.

Where I pour my word vomits into things that can't be called oneshots

Yixing is cute, maybe a little too cute for Yifan to handle, but always in the worst of times. 

He always knew him as Yifan in previous lives.

Yifan fell for a boy who made him instant noodles at two in the morning every day.

Once death came, it stayed.

Yixing's never heard Yifan speak before and when he does, it's the most beautiful thing he's ever heard.

Kris panic over the tiniest details, while Yixing convince him that no one will pay any attention to it