Waking Up
"Good morning."
Luo Xiao rubbed his eyes as the gentle voice entered his ears. The first rays of the sun were shining into the room, and shrouded the furniture in a soft and gentle light.
Jiang Yao was seated at the edge of the bed, looking down on the dazed young man who was trying to wake up. Although his heart was aching, he knew that their peaceful days together were coming to an end.
Although their separation would be short, it was still making him uncomfortable and depressed. Jiang Yi had already told him all the benefits of him going to the world above, and while he understood the logic, he was not at all willing.