"Xiao Fei..."
I would always remembered his voice, the gentleness that I had grown accustomed with. The smile that I heard amidst his soft breathing. The fondness in his grey eyes whenever we met.
"Xiao Fei."
I would always remembered the way he called me, every single time like I was a form of oxygen breathing into him. The way he spelled my name, something that sounded foreign, yet became familiar as if it had been mine since the beginning.
"Xiao Fei."
He told me he loved me since a long time ago. And I could still hear it even now, from every beating of his heart, through the heat of his body, every upturn of his lips, every laughter, through prayer and wishes. I could hear it loud and clear.
He had always been waiting and....waiting.
"It's your choice to walk away but isn't it mine to keep loving you?"
"No matter how far you go, just come back to me, okay?"
