Airport Tears

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WEEKS has past since the day he published the story entitle "Airport Tears" but he never read once. To be honest, Sehun has no idea with the second task that was given by Zhang Yixing. But these days, he keep experienced weird things.

Last week, he saw a few notes in his house. At first, he thought it was a prank, but how can someone put a note in a sealed products like chocolates bar and some other junk foods. He tried to not to think about it but it keeps bothering him the whole weeks.

Today, Sehun just got back from his parents house and he has nothing to do at this moment. His friend called him just now that he want to come to his house and Sehun agreed. While waiting his friend, he switch on his laptop and searching for Yixing's profile. He feels like wants to read "Airport Tears". 

From the beginning of the story Sehun knew that it was an angst story that was wrote by Yixing. Some of the scene were sad, he can't help with it but crying. The climax of the story almost took his soul away.

"...I packed all my stuffs in my luggage, while she stopped me from doing it. She begged me to stop but I ignored her..."

Sehun stopped for awhile and grab tissues in front of him and continue read it again. This is so sad. He exclaimed.

"...I drove my car to the airport and she took a cab, followed me from behind. I thought she will give up right away when I decided to ignored. But I'm wrong. She keep begging me to stop from leaving her..."

"Goddamnit! Please stop! Can't see you see she's begging you to stop?!", Sehun snapped while sniffed a bit. He hates angst story a lot but he continued to read it anyways. Somehow, he feel attached with this story.

"...Suddenly, I heard the ruckus in the airport. People running and avoiding some people who were running in the airport. I could see it clearly. Those policemen were chasing a guy while she was chasing me from behind. She keep calling me. When the guy and the policemen ran pass through, she stopped calling my name.

"I was curious, why did she suddenly stopped? Did she give up already? When I turned around, I saw her pale face. Tears was all over face. She was looking at me with her eyes wide open, almost pop out from its socket. I saw her left hand hold her stomach. Then, I saw blood running out from her hands. A lot of blood.

"I ran to her, shouting and shoved those people away. She fell on the floor with her left hand were still on her stomach. I brought her into my arms and asked her to be strong. But then, she didn't make it. She died in my arms..."

Sehun put away his laptop on the table and took some more tissue from the box. He was sobbing hard in hall alone, as if he just watch a sad love story. Sehun keep staring at his laptop without blink until his door bell rang.

He quickly ran to the door and opened it. "Yo, Sehun.", a tanned man walked in, welcomed himself to his best-friend's house. He sat down on the couch and let out a tired sigh. But then, he realized something on Sehun face.

"What happen to you? Are you crying?", Kai asked him. He felt weird because the Oh Sehun that he knew never cried before. He was known as the cold hearted Oh Sehun. But the thing that Kai doesn't know is, Oh Sehun is the Story Teller who was known as the most best author ever.

"Oh, I just read a sad love story just now.", he said, pointed to his laptop. "Wow, you got yourself a new laptop?", Kai asked him. Sehun nodded his head. Kai moved next to Sehun to take better look of his laptop.

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