"Ah Qing."
Tianxing's voice was low and sorrowful, tightly embracing Tianqing, filled with the joy of reunion and inescapable sadness.
The twins were born, Siyu was twenty minutes older than Tianqing. The frail younger son, the doctors even said that Tianqing might not live past eighteen.
In the first year, he worried every day that he might wake up and hear the doctor say his youngest had passed away.
"You..."
Tianqing's voice trembled as he struggled to control his emotions but could not.
Tianxing...
He always thought he had forgotten what Tianxing looked like, until the moment Tianxing appeared before him.
How could he possibly forget!!
Every midnight, that figure always emerged in his dreams. Low but elegant, gentle yet distant.
Tianxing, the one and only Tianxing.
"I'm fine." Tianxing said, sweeping away the sadness in his heart, he laughed, filled with joy and relief.
Unlike Siyu, his only expectation for Tianqing was to grow up safely.
