But what was an undying love? One that never dies, does it mean an eternity that even if the Death God comes knocking on ones doors’, nothing will ever change of that love? Or would the hearts weavers through time?
To Wang Yi-An the term, ‘undying’ would be forever. Just the same why how Tang Xin-Yu had waited for her brother, Yi-Xiu. It seems like forever.
But sometimes she wishes all of that would have ended, so that she didn’t have to see her friend suffered too much. That empty expression on Tang Xin-Yu, hurts her heart every time Wang Yi-An looked at her.
Every time she visit, a little bit of her hope fades away, more so now than ever. It gave her a mix feelings of hope, because she knew that she wasn’t the only one waiting for his return.