Going out, the smile on ChunHua's face faded and she slid down against the door of his room.
She hugged her knees and put her face inside it, the emotions on them, unknown.
'What for 'herself'? What 'she was reluctant'? ', every time she went out, she first bought clothes that would suit him, even as a child, she did the same.
Till a certain year, it was her usual ritual, but after that accident, she couldn't buy for the years in between... but now that she was independent, she did as she liked, this was just a small glimpse, if he wanted, she would give him moons and stars... whatever he wanted, she would give him, she didn't need nor want anything in return...
...no, there was actally something that she wanted...you see, all she ever wanted from him was to stay by his side... but it still hurts, to be unable to say the truth and make excuses every single time, it still hurts.
Still, she had to hold it in...
