Feeling a soft touch on his temple, Xu Feng stirred slightly to see Yang leaning over him, his expression tender and caring. The kiss planted on his temple was a gentle reassurance, a silent understanding passing between them.
His Yang could be quite cold to others, but that was a more recent development. The Yang he knew from the past always had a smile on his face, at least he was always smiling when Jian was present. Sometimes, they would start out their relationship on not-so-great terms, but his smile would eventually shine on Xu Feng too.
It had always been like that. He could always melt their snake's heart. Xu Feng smiled slightly, even as his body seemed to protest the motion.
"I know this isn't real," Yang began softly, his voice filled with that annoying sadness again, "but please give me permission…"
