Chpt 11 (VERY short)

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        Those eyes... those beautiful sharp, dark brown eyes, his gaze so cold contrary to how his mere presence made my consciousness slowly melt away. I was glad we had gotten close. Oh how I wanted to close the gap between us, I wanted to make up for the loneliness and grieve he felt in his childhood, the way that he got so ecstatic about small, cute things like a child destroyed me because I knew, I knew how it felt to have your childhood stripped away from you and I knew that his "immaturity" was just a way of coping. Even if we didn't talk much, we understood each other. Even if we weren't in each other's embrace, we- or I, felt his warmth.

        Where will I find that warmth now? 


Thank you guys for getting this story to 5k! I wrote this for fun, to think that people actually read this is crazy to me, have a great summer!

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