The Short Distance Between Us

TSDBU: [7]

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[7]

"...half a year passed..."

Xiao Weiyuan sat on the stone railing unafraid as Yan Guang powerlessly floated in front of him.

"D-Don't be like this... en? Ah Yuan ah..." he begged. He grasped Xiao Weiyuan's shoulders to shake out whatever forsaken idea that was brewing in his mind.

But he couldn't touch him.

Grief-stricken, he could only watch as his fingers, hands, arms... pass through him like nothing.

He could not hold what was important to him anymore...

It was useless but with the foreboding feeling of what was about to happen, how could he stop trying?

Xiao Weiyuan didn't even drink alcohol and cloud his thoughts. He didn't need that extra alcoholic courage and planned to do everything sober.

He wanted to be able to remember Yan Guang's smile...

To be able to lament about how his hair looked like under the sun, the way he smiles, the curve of his eyes...

"Everyday... I miss you so badly..." his memory of him was so vivid even now.

"They said I should not give up on myself. That you wouldn't want me to neglect myself if you were here with me.."

"But that's exactly it. You're not here... I feel so hollow and empty..."

"Xiao Weiyuan!" panicking, Yan Guang searched for anyone nearby.

An old man presumably in his 50s was sitting on a bench and he reached out, attempting to possess him.

"Save him! please! SAVE HIM!" his desperate pleas only reached the void.

He hurriedly flew back and when he did, Xiao Weiyuan was already standing on the edge.

"I'm here! Xiao Weiyuan!!!"

"What's with you all of a sudden ah? You shouldn't be like this, okay? AH YUAN!"

"Xiao Weiyuan... don't...!"

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A ghost's cry was very sorrowful.

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The distance between life and death was very short.

Xiao Weiyuan did have some attachments left in life. Reaching this point, he started to feel a bit hesitant.

In this world, there were still his parents... friends.. places full of memories of Yan Guang. Yan Guang's things...

He held the scarf closer to his face.

"I miss you... I want to see you..." his thoughts were clouded by his desperate desire.

His empty eyes gazed at the night sky for as the nightscape sets in, the first star appeared.

"Yan Guang... can you see that star?"

"....."

"It looks just like you."

It hurts.

Every sweet word that Xiao Weiyuan conveyed to the wind was too painful for Yan Guang to bear.

For he was right there.

He was directly in front of him to hear it all.

But Xiao Weiyuan won't know that his message had reached him. Because he doesn't know, he would give up his life just so they would see each other in death.

When he was alive, he wanted to possess his everything. For Xiao Weiyuan to only love him and think of me.

Yet at this moment, he wanted to give all the affection he received back if it'll make Xiao Weiyuan live.

Yan Guang held the outstretched hand and mimicked how their fingers would intertwine whenever they wish to feel the other's warmth. His other hand tenderly brushed the tear-stained cheeks... badly did he want to stop them from falling.

Somehow.... the heavens that usually listened with deaf ears were eerily magnanimous on this night, granting a wish.

Xiao Weiyuan's fluctuating mood caused his leg to weaken and without preparation, he lost his footing.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already halfway from falling.

"....." Subconsciously, he reached his hand forwards in hopes to get hold of something, instinctively searching for survival.

Ah...

...he couldn't believe his eyes.

For a split moment, he could see a ghostly figure that resembled Yan Guang.

Yan Guang was also falling in tears and was tightly holding his hand as they both fall together. Fear was fully expressed by his handsome face as he screamed his name.

Xiao Weiyuan was convinced by this Yan Guang and smiled brightly.

I can see you...

I can hear you...

I really missed you...

"I lov-"

THUD!