Two Years

"Really, give it some thought Zhu Bai." Hong Zhao said as he looked at the sky above. The cherry blossom branches blew slightly in the breeze, giving an overwhelmingly calm atmosphere. If there was a such thing as a calming time within the day, it would be this. The sun hung above him and his friend as he lay on the grass, looking up.

"This is one topic I don't think I'll be able to indulge in." Hong Zhao's friend coughed into his hand. "Honestly, Hong Zhao. we have been good friends for what, two years now?" He looked down at his friend who seemed to just be laying down completely relaxed without a care in the world. "You should know by now that I am content with my life as your simple servant."