It was something that you both had came to terms with, that Yingxing would pass before you. Such is the tragic fate between a long life and short life species. Knowing this, you both always made sure to make the most of your time together.

Things weren’t supposed to go this way.

Yingxing held your body close to his chest, hands desperately trying to slow the bleeding from your wound. His eyes glistened under the soft glow of the moon - voice coming out a panicked plea.

“Please don’t go..”