I think it's been exactly three weeks and two days since we landed in China. And it's been exactly forty-one days since the first time Han Geng and I met. But who's counting?

I've begun to worry about Han Geng. Zhou Mi and Henry tell me that I shouldn't worry about it. Zhou Mi masks the fact that something's wrong with Han Geng, but Henry's little face tells me all I need to know. Even during the nights, I hear him get up and go to the bathroom. Sometimes he disappears for hours. I realize... Ever since we moved to China, Han Geng hasn't been eating properly. He's become extremely pale as well. He'd eat maybe half a bowl of rice for breakfast and then nothing for the rest of the day. "Han Geng... Aren't you hungry at all?" I'd asked.

He shook his head with a gentle, sincere smile. "Nope..."

I chewed on my rice carefully and slowly, eyeing him with worry. He ignored my gaze and watched me eat.

My entire day was uneventful, until Henry bounded into the room. "Chullie! Chullie! Hee Chullie hyung!!" he cried. Henry ran straight into my arms and I almost fell over.

"Omo~ What's wrong, baby?" I asked, his tears already staining my shirt.

"Wookie!!" he wailed. I sat down in the couch and place him in my lap.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Wookie came back to China! And he... He..." Henry's tears were uncontrollable. I hugged him tight. "Where was he before?" I asked.

"Korea... I went there for... For a con... Concert... And Wookie... Wookie was there... And... And..."

I waited patiently for Henry to calm down. "And I saw him and Ye Sung..." he stopped and stared at me with big watery eyes. I understood. I hugged him tightly and he cried again.

"What's he doing in China?" I asked.

"He... I think he saw me... And I think he wants to talk... And... He's... He's also here for... A concert... The same concert I'm... I'm performing in..."

I nodded and he continued, "Hyung, I don't want to be in the same concert as Wookie if it... If it hurts us..."

I just gave him a confused stare and he explained, "Wookie doesn't love me but he knows I love him. Every time he sees me, he tells me to stop hurting him and go away because it hurts him to see me hurt..."

I just nodded and kissed the little boy's forehead, holding his hand. "Shh~~ it's okay... You'll find someone you love one day..."

Suddenly, Henry stopped crying and his breathing evened. I realized he was asleep. I didn't want to wake him, so I didn't move. I ended up sleeping like that. Han Geng came home while we were both asleep. And I didn't hear him come in. He summoned Zhou Mi and Henry was taken home. Han Geng carried me to our bed and cuddled me close. I was a light sleeper, so I heard and interpreted all of this.

The last thing I heard before actually falling asleep was Han Geng's sweet, sad words, "I love you, Hee Chul... But I'm sending you back to Korea. I'm sorry... Saranghae... Wo ai ni... I love you~"