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That afternoon, when Jian had arrived in front of the gate, she stopped and had looked at her feet for a lot of time, even minutes, until Wooyoung had noticed her and gone to open the gate for her, even if it was unlocked.

-Are you okay?- he had asked her.

She had rised her face, and, with horror, Wooyoung had seen tears that were rolling on her cheeks from the corners of her eyes until her chin, for then falling on the walkway.

-Hey, hey, don't cry! What happend?- he had asked her while automatically drying the ters with his thumbs.

Then he had noticed the bruise. Purple. On the cheekbone.

-Had someone hit you?- he had asked again, while feeling the anger rise.

Jian had only nodded and Wooyoung had see her bottom lip trembling.

-Can I have a hug?- she had whispered then.

-Oh my poor child.- Wooyoung had sobbed, feeling his heart breaking.

Then he had took her inside the gate and hugged her, softly rubbing her back.

-Who was this asshole?-

-No one important.- Jian had whispered holding him tight, as if she were afraid that one of them could disappear every moment.

-With who do you live?-

-My aunt.-

-Does she love you?-

The girl hadn't said anything, keeping to hold him.

-She was that bitch, wasn't she?-

-She was.

-But it's not important.- she had said, letting him go and rubbing her eyes.

-It is.- Wooyoung had objected.

Then he had took her in, and San had put some cream on the livid, had softly caressed her hair and had told her that eveything would be alright.

Now, with a grimace still on her lips, Jian was drinking some rose tea while the two boys were observing her from the other side of the table.

-Thank you for existing.- she said then, still looking at her cup.

-I know that it could sound selfish, but thank you so much for existing.

-Thank you for everything.-

Then she raised her face and a soft smile appeared on it.

-You make me feel so happy, I don't know why.

-Just thank you.-

She paused for a moment.

-I love so much the love that there is between you two.- she ended then.

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The thing is: no one ever loved Jian, and she doesn't know how to be loved is, but she loves when other people love each other. But, as Wooyoung always say, she's silly and she doesn't understand that she feel so much their love because they love each other but love her too.

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Ok. I just wanted to explain, I don't know why.

And, being honest, I'm not even so satisfied about this chapter, but it's not even so bad, I guess.

Anyway, votes and comments are always nice.