150: Make Haste; can't be worse than what you have already been through
Yan Hansheng was panicking, internally, of course. His boyfriend had suddenly turned into a mess, a torrent of tears flooding out of his eyes as though a dam had been opened.
The only bad thing? It was sudden, so sudden that Yan Hansheng had no way of knowing the reason behind Lin FenXiang's seemingly inconsolable grief and thus, he could do nothing to help him through it.
Never had being a boyfriend been this difficult, although he had no previous experience, especially with a man who was from a time more than a century ago.
Yan Hansheng didn't mind.
Patiently, he held his lover in his arms, allowing the man to weep against his chest as his entire body shook like a dry leaf hanging perilously on a branch of a tree on a windy day.
Lin FenXiang didn't speak, the only sounds that left his lips were unknown and incoherent. The musician felt helpless and sad for not being able to be of help.