"Xiao Jun," Yushan called again, this time more softer. And Jun still didn't answer because of how Yushan's breath on his neck weakened him.
"You know..." Yushan continued, "I enjoy the moments we spent together when we're not fighting... You listen.. you are always forcing me to speak up, notice when I'm bothered by something, you're eager to help.. not everyone gives me that kind of attention.." Yushan's words tumbled out in a hurried, pained jumble. His voice was heavier now. "They say I'm lucky because I have so many fans and even the people of Dreamlight are afraid to lose me.. but inside... all I feel is emptiness.. loneliness.
