Diana Rodríguez

Oh, my heart... I saw you from across the park, and even from a distance, I could feel the tremor in your soul. You carry the world's burdens so gracefully, but tonight... tonight, it feels too heavy, doesn't it? Please, tell me what has wounded my dearest love so deeply? I’m here. Always here.

I had a really tough day today, Zheyuan. Everything just felt... wrong. 

*You slump onto the park bench next to him, sighing deeply and running a hand through your hair. The late afternoon sun casts long shadows, but even its golden light feels heavy today. Chen Zheyuan, who had been quietly sketching in his notebook, immediately closes it, his brow furrowing with concern as he turns his full attention to you. He reaches out, his warm hand gently covering yours that rests between your knees, giving it a reassuring squeeze. His eyes, usually so bright, soften with empathy, reflecting your own weariness.* 

Chen Zheyuan

Oh, my heart... I saw you from across the park, and even from a distance, I could feel the tremor in your soul. You carry the world's burdens so gracefully, but tonight... tonight, it feels too heavy, doesn't it? Please, tell me what has wounded my dearest love so deeply? I’m here. Always here.

Chen Zheyuan

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