[Earlier- Ying Yue's POV]
"Thank you for holding onto it," He heard Wang Li whispered, "Now you will no longer hurt."
"No! Ah Li! Please!"
He cried and cried, trying to hold onto his lover just a little longer, but he failed and fell into unconsciousness.
'Why? Why does this always happen?!'
"Ah Yue…"
He opened his golden eyes to see the man with topaz eyes staring at him. He sat up and wiping his eyes and saw he was in a field of flowers, one that belonged to Sheng Shui. The weather was calming with the sun warming their skin. He saw the seam master just staring off into the distance beside him.
"Have your mind finally cleared, Ah Yue?"
He looked away and fisted his hands.
"My mind has always been cleared, Ah Shui."
He heard the laugh from the man beside him before sighing.
