”We don't.. We don't really talk with each other, do we?”

Those words haunted him. For someone like Xiao, finding someone who was willing to be near was hard.

But for him to push them away so much.. It still hurt. It was all his fault.

He wanted someone. But he was always pushing people away.

”No. I suppose.. We don't.”

He said, looking at the stars above.

If only wishes came true. Maybe someone would be there for him.