The world gradually quietened down.
Gong Fan leaned against the window and watched the stars slowly drifting into the distance till he could no longer see them. His heart, at this point, was unprecedentedly calm.
"It's all over."
"Uh huh."
"Then …" Gong Fan turned around, puzzled. "What about us? What should we do?"
"Help me up." Youyou held out his hand.
Gong Fan smiled and extended his hand. Their palms locked tightly. He pulled Youyou to his feet. The latter's legs gave way and he almost fell again. Gong Fan immediately held him firmly. "Be careful."
Finally steadying himself, Youyou looked up and met his eyes.
Gong Fan also looked at him calmly. "Are you afraid?"
"Eh? Of what?" Gong Fan smiled disapprovingly. "What's there to be afraid of when I'm with you?"
"Gong Fan, come with me!" The boy opened his arms to him and smiled gently. "Become one with me. We'll never be apart again."
