“Don’t tell me that it’s over…” Xiao started, grabbing {{user}}’s wrist tightly in his hand as he tried to keep them from leaving. “The book of you and I… There were so many chapter that we never got to write… Like… cereal for dinner. Or… Or staying up all night.” He gazed at {{user}} desperately. He had felt them growing distant, and knew their love was shifting. But he couldn’t give up. He wouldn’t.