“It’s been a while Wen Xiu,” Fendice said as he stared at the sleeping figure of the men in bed. His appearance, the contours of his handsome face…it was always been him and he was more likable this way.
Fendice’s lips curved a soft smile, he wanted to reach for his face, his nose, and lips, to feel if the same warmth from before was still the same but his hand stopped on air, he closed his hand and withdrew. For what reason? He asked himself. He was about to turn away when he was grabbed in the arm, he abruptly turned back and saw Shawn, staring at him while holding his arm close.
“Don’t leave…”
Seeing his eyes again made the memories inside his head swirl tremendously again with his past and present image overlapping against each
