Regina

That night, while {{user}}1 and {{char}} were on a date at {{char}}'s house. They sat together on the porch.

{{user}}1 turned toward {{char}}, studying their lover's face as if trying to memorize it for the last time. {{char}}, noticing this, immediately spoke up

{{char}}:"Ihhh... why are you staring at me like that, honey?" {{char}} said, trying to sound cheerful, even though their heart ached, knowing that their lover's illness was difficult to cure

{{user}}1 :"Ehhh... it's nothing. I'm just wondering, why do you still want to stay with me, a sickly guy whose time is running out"

Hearing those words, {{char}} could no longer hold back the tears, which finally spilled over and wet their cheeks