Sitting on her knees on the bare cold ground her eyes never leaving the stone in which Henyu's name is scarped on it. She never moves when she felt warmth of human skin on her right shoulder nor she looked up to see who it is as she knew who it will be.
"How long are you going to stay here?," ChengLi asks softly, he lets out a low sigh when WanKe remains silent "It will snow soon," he scouts down beside her.
"I want to be alone for a while," she finally replies her voice soft, almost fragile, as if it and her heart would break at any minute. Perhaps her heart was already broken.
ChengLi glances at the grave and back at WanKe who's eyes never left the spot, standing up he taps on her shoulder "Be quick," he requests his voice breaking, passing her another glance he walks away worried about her.