December 26th
Jian Kang Lu opened his eyes with an empty gaze. He stared at the empty space on his left. It used to be a space occupied by his kitten. Laid in his arms. Right next to his beating heart.
Without his kitten, his heart ceased from beating. Gave up. Since the existence responsible to its beating is gone.
Without his kitten, his bed was so lonely. Cold. Just like the weather outside. Forever winter.
Jian Kang Lu closed his eyes, since opening it was too painful. But when he closed his eyes he still saw his kitten, sleeping soundly in his arms. His soft black satin hair was messed up from Jian Kang Lu arms and kisses. And that beautiful nape of him, extended to his round shoulder. How he wished that this is just a nightmare. And he would wake up with his kitten's soft whisper.
'Gege, wake up. Breakfast is ready.'
But this is not a dream. And it's even worse than a nightmare.
