Yifan.
Fear and an indescribable despair enveloped his entire body. Shura's awakening had pulled her out of her darkness.
He was so attached to this thin body that he hugged and never wanted to let go.
This weak and thin body in his arms also enveloped him. He patted his back and said, "Brother, it's all gone, forget it."
To forget ?
If it were that easy, he wouldn't be alive right now.
Is it over?
You always deftly manage to make me worry. How can I get around this easily?
When I almost imprisoned you in the arms of death?
You do not understand.
Yifan closed his eyes in pain as he hugged her even tighter.
Are you going to keep worrying me like this all the time?
Are you going to keep hurting me like this?
Indifferent as usual?
Shura...
Why are you always like this?
And why can't I leave you after all?
It...
It's very painful.
***
Shura looked at the man standing silently in her arms. rundown.
He can't understand.
He doesn't understand how much attachment to someone, the anxiety. She cannot understand how her brother values her so much, what is called value and fear.
The feeling of warmth that arose inside him enveloped his entire body like a shiver. It's nice.
He becomes addicted to this attention, this scent, this love.
Oh brother, you're like a drug. The difference between you and him is that you are useful to me, and he is harmful.
And I'm getting addicted to you even more than the substances I was once addicted to.
I buried my head in his chest as I hugged him. You smell so good, man.
I guess...
I love you bro.
-To be continued-