He almost wanted to tell him to leave and release but remembering the promise they made, he only tightened his hand around him and rubbed his back soothingly.
"I . . ." YanJun choked again as he wanted to tell him what happened. He was losing his mind being left alone like this with no one to talk to. "I am lonely."
Mingyu pulled away and looked at YanJun's tear-stained face as more tears rolled down his cheeks. He mopped the tears again and smiled.
"I have never spent so many days alone." YanJun has been surrounded by his group members for more than seven years now. He had so many people to talk to that loneliness was far from him. He would call home and also talk to his friends.
Then, what he desired was more time to rest but now, the time seemed endless. He felt depressed. Music used to be the cure for his depression but after retiring, he decided to use the fashion design he loved but he had nothing to vent on or ease his pain with.
