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Cheng Xiaoshi remembered it like yesterday.
Lu Guang got down on one knee,
already having told him that he would always stay.
But it wasn’t until that day that he
asked, “Will you marry me?”
In the evening light, the setting sun giving him a halo.
Cheng Xiaoshi was speechless. He hadn’t expected him to be
the one to pop the question first, but he really should’ve known all that time ago.
Tears streamed down his face despite how he tried to rub them away.
He couldn’t say “Yes!” fast enough
and kiss Lu Guang like that first time on the first day,
with all the same sweetness and fluff.
The world kept moving around them.
The sun setting behind them—without them.