The days passed and Qin An was very meticulous with taking care of Tang Ming. The two slowly grew closer as time went on. It was even to the point that they kept each other warm during the cold nights. But the time they were spending together was slowly coming to an end. Sitting next to Tang Ming with her back against the rocky wall Qin An leaned her head on Tang Ming's shoulder. "Ming by tomorrow you should be all healed up. Will you be leaving?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I must go back to my clan and deal with those bastards who tried to kill me. I will not let them get their way." Tang Ming's voice was filled with anger.
"Oh..." Qin An suddenly felt gloomy. She had come to love spending time with Tang Ming. She felt being by his side was where she belonged. She reached over and placed her hand on top of Tang Ming's. She did not wish for him to go but knew she had to let him go.
