[ He hums a little, the sound so soft but so full of understanding. Their circumstances aren’t the same, but similar. There are some days he misses his home something fierce, wonders how things might have been different if he had been able to stay with his family.
Yingying’s family is gone. There’s no going back for her, and it’s a bittersweet sort of ache that twists around his ribs on her behalf. ]
I am glad we have been a bright spot for you. Some more than others, perhaps?
[ Even if Yi Sang is the gloomiest motherfucker in existence. ]
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Yingying’s family is gone. There’s no going back for her, and it’s a bittersweet sort of ache that twists around his ribs on her behalf. ]
I am glad we have been a bright spot for you. Some more than others, perhaps?
[ Even if Yi Sang is the gloomiest motherfucker in existence. ]