You and Minghao have been friends since you were seven years old. You went to school together and spent all the time together. So when you found out he got into a motorbike crash, you booked the first flight to China from America. You rushed into the hospital, frantically asking where his room was. When you burst in, he was lying in the bed. He looked so weak and bruised up. He opened his eyes, turning his head slightly to look at you. When he realised it was you, his face softens. "wh...what are you...doing here...?"