They had come back after the talk and help of Liu Yan Hui. In the car, Wang Li Lei didn't say anything nor did she. Her lips were shut but it wasn't because she didn't want to talk to him but she didn't know what she should have said now. But in the entire ride, Wang Li Lei didn't let go of her hand, not even once which worked to assure her out of the uneasiness she felt.

There was a devastating emotion in her heart and a desperation. When Liu Yan Hui had said that their fate was to die and for their love to end short, she felt as if someone had written off the ending of their love. Was a fate where they can't be together something she had to accept? The fate was drawn that she had to die but not him nor her would ever want to accept such a tragedy.

When they passed by the corridor of their room, she felt his hand slipped off from her fingers. When she rested her hand on the side, she then heard the sound of the door opened by him and her waist was pulled close. Xiao Yun felt her back cold from the sensation of the wall. Her hands were held one on his waist and the other was locked with his fingers.

"I will not let you die." the words left from his lips turned to a whisper. His room which was lighted up with yellow lights flickered as his handsome features was burned in the color of the light. His long black hairs which had been comb to the back had fallen out of its place, swinging around his forehead to cover his black eyes that seemed to be in a color of red due to the scarce lighting.

Xiao Yun let go of his waist, her hands trailed from the line of his chin and moved up to swipe her finger and stroke his high cheekbones. She knew he had said the words to comfort her which she needed right now. The room was silent but it was the silent that made her emotional.

"I know, I also don't want to leave you." She replied, not knowing whether she had pulled a good smile over her lips. When she had died, shot to her stomach leaving her to die out of blood loss, she was afraid to die. But the fear that got her the most was that she had to leave him alone.

He caught her body, pulling her closer that she could hear the heartbeats of his chest and feel him rubbing the back of her head. "I just wish I could keep you somewhere. Far from harm and far from everything that could make you sad."

"I was thinking of doing the same." she chuckled, her hand which hugged him felt small yet comfortable.

If it was possible, she would have find a way where she could have them far away from danger and since the day she returned back, she tired but to escape from fate was hard as Liu Yan Hui had claimed. She tried to chose the way which she deemed to be the best and walked down into it with her beliefs but as if she was walking to a maze which only had one way out, once again she was pulled back to follow the incidents that happened on her past. She may have changed some but the fear to know if she had changed it to the worse kept her on edge.

"I know you would. There is nothing I don't know of you." he lifted her chin home his eyes bringing her in and leaned forward for his mouth to kiss her. "What Yan Hui had said is an outcome. He wasn't sure of it yet and I'm sure we could find a way out of this fate. For you I'm sure everything will be alright. Even if the fate wants us to separate, I won't. Even until death do us apart, I will stay by your side."

There were words that she wanted to reply to him and comforts she wished she could give to him the way he had give her but she felt her words lumped and stuck on the back of her throat. The rim of her eyes had turned red when she nodded, her words coming off as sheepish and air as she reply, "I love you."

"I love you more." he kissed her cheeks wiping her tears that had fallen to stay away from her eyes. "Stop crying." he cooed, his hand which was on her face now moved on her waist.

"I'm trying." she replied back which he knew she was trying to stop her cries by holding back her sniffles. His chuckle gather her teary eyes at him, before she could scold him from crying he had pulled her by her waist and brought her to the bed. Her bottom hit the soft material of the bed and when she was about to fix her posture, she felt him leaned forward which made her to move back only to fall on her back.

"Didn't you say we will fight fate together?" he pulled her up, his chin nesting on her shoulder for his eyelashes to hover under her cheeks.

"I did I've always been. I wonder what fate is," it was the question she had on the back of her mind. It wasn't that she didn't know what fate was in context but for a person she couldn't understand the rule of fate.

"I don't believe in fate, so I don't know. Some times I've heard people called fate to be a miracle and each person walked on their own different paths. Are you scared that you feel you are walking on the fate which had been written?"

She nodded subtly, her lashes seemed to grow heavy from the tears which looked beautiful to him. "Because we don't know what our fate is. I'm afraid all the time I've tried to change the future would instead make it worse or if all this time I haven't been changing anything."