14 thirteen

dejun looked at yangyang with disbelief. "i'm not okay, dejun." yangyang admits in the weakest voice the elder has ever heard.

it was the obvious answer though, seeing how liu yangyang went from someone who helped to someone who damaged others. "where does it hurt?" "in my eyes, ge."

xiao dejun couldn't help himself; he smiled as soon as yangyang called him as an older brother. he then proceeded to lead yangyang elsewhere, especially since it looked like the younger was about to cry.

"your eyes hurt?" "they give me pain..." it was a vague answer and liu yangyang knows it. in his defence though, who the hell would believe someone who says they see what you feel?

xiao dejun would.

"elaborate." "would you think of me as a lunatic if i elaborated?" xiao dejun shook his head, repeatedly mumbling no as he grabbed onto yangyang's hand.

"it hurts knowing you wanna get killed." yangyang says, making dejun's smile falter. "wh—" "and what hurts more is that i feel as broken as you do."