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да на самом деле захожу ахаха

tears roll down his cheeks, lu guang buries his face in the firm shoulder. cheng xiaoshi's arms hug him tightly, gentle voice quietly whispering his name as trembling fingers clutch a familiar blue jacket, not covered in blood anymore.
everything will be fine now.

a smile he hasn't seen in decades, which he could only see in dreams, becoming a blurred distant memory in the morning. and such a warm look, which only one person ever gave him.