He walked through the empty hallway, his footsteps echoing in the dark lightly. This place held lots of feelings and memories. Memories he would rather remember and feelings he'd bury. It has been more than ten years, too long to keep holding on to these feelings.

He stopped and stood by the window, looking up to the horizon.

"Why? Why did it have to be you that I fall in love with? I doubt you'd even remember me after all these years that have passed. Why?" he sighed, standing still in front of the window. He stood there silently, thinking of her.

"Uh..Hello?"

He turned around, looking for where the voice came from.

"Mei."

"Yi Fan?"

He was wrong. She did remember him.