[ his heart lurches in his chest, forgetting for a moment that he's dead, fragile hope briefly filling him.
but.. trying to remember is hurting his highness, so hua cheng brushes the selfishness aside and kneels down, gently resting his fingertips against the other man's temples. he looks into his eyes and smiles, easy and false-puzzled, fingers circling to massage the pain away. ]
Know me? We've only just met, haven't we? [ he hates this. ]
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but.. trying to remember is hurting his highness, so hua cheng brushes the selfishness aside and kneels down, gently resting his fingertips against the other man's temples. he looks into his eyes and smiles, easy and false-puzzled, fingers circling to massage the pain away. ]
Know me? We've only just met, haven't we? [ he hates this. ]