That night, Mei Wei ran to his room. He did not open the door, no matter how many times Aman knocked. He kept waiting and waiting, but after an hour, there was still no response from Mei Wei.
At last, he gave up, in the hope of trying again in the morning.
Once inside his room, he pulled out his treasure that he had so carefully packed while leaving.
It was a small portrait of a young man. He sat on a large throne-like chair. Wearing gracious attire, his face held an ethereal handsomeness. His sea-green eyes with vertical black pupils made him more alive-looking.
It was the portrait of Aman's beloved husband, His Dev.
Since the day he entered the human world, this portrait has always stayed by his side. To him, it felt like the essence of Dev always accompanied him, giving him the courage to go through all of this.
