“XingQiu.. stop whining and let’s get going.. we won’t be able to get back home in time if you don’t stop complaining..” chongyun would sigh at his best friends complaining endlessly.. they went here because XingQiu wanted to draw something here.. but as of late he has been complaining none stop.. and Chongyun was beginning to regret coming with the lather.. he say once again but with a much harsher tone then what he normally uses with him. Or with anyone in this matter ”Xingqiu..” he’d say in a sharp tone ”lets go now. Come on before I drag you back home..”