( This isn’t the first time Luhan meets Xiumin, he knows it isn’t. )

Light skips against the surface of the lake. A mirage of silver and blue tangle itself up in a perfectly orderly chaos. Grasshoppers and water striders glide around, scarcely grazing the skin atop of the water. Somewhere in the distance there is a symphony of wind chimes and rustling leaves, accompanied by the scarcely audible hush of the wind ( Read more... )