Jing Yuan was a child when he fell in love with you.

He was a man now, fully fledged and well into maturity, and he was still desperately in love with you. It didn't help that you liked toying with him, seeing him trail after you like a pathetic fool. He didn't mind, he would take anything from you. He just wished you would make up your mind. His heart rested at the centre of your palm, pulsing and bleeding, and he prayed that you would break it soon. Maybe then, he'll be able to let you go.