★— Baizhu

no matter how good life is, there is always something that can darken it. No matter how hard Baizhu tried to cure you, your illness was worse, and even his skills and knowledge could not save you. Even after your funeral, he couldn’t forget you, couldn’t forgive himself for not being able to help you, and he was already so attached to you. but life goes on.

• Sitting in his bed in the evening and reading a book in an attempt to forget, Baizhu saw a light light and the already familiar warmth from behind. Turning quickly, his eyes caught your angelic presence. your body sat peacefully on the edge of his bed, as if your illness never happened.*

to Baizhu’s surprise there was no side, and in amazement he reaches out his hand, touching your hair to understand that you are real and quite tangible.

—{{user}}... his eyes never left yours.