Young Masters

Pink Door

The hallway looks like a dejavu. Only bad memories are always drawn, but the memories cannot capture it clearly. The trauma may have made it feel faint. The original form of his brain's rejection of the bad story he so desperately wants to lose.

Yuhi found her steps slowing down every time she walked down the hall, especially when her legs brought her back to the old pink door. This time the gripping nuance was slightly muffled because the bright sunlight made the impression of his armour fade.

Yuhi ventured to turn around, facing directly at the door.

His eyes that were staring blankly slowly realized if the padlock that was tied to the iron cover turned open. Someone must have just walked in there and forgot to lock it again.

There is a desire within him that drives Yuhi to get closer. Perhaps this was just an ordinary curiosity but Yuhi could not contain it at all.

His suspicions were baseless indeed but the strange feeling he always felt every time he passed the door made Yuhi unable to resist the urge within her to find out. Kris must have hidden something there.

Yuhi stepped closer. His one hand stretched out hesitantly to touch his door knob. And when his tiny hand was already grasping the handle of the door, someone came out from inside. It's more creepy even than the whispers he felt last night.

Kris came out of there with an exprese that was hard to describe. His eyes were red, a little as if he had cried. But his thin expression suddenly dominated when he saw Yuhi was before him.

The man was in a hurry to close the door. And cast a murderous gaze at Yuhi.

But unlike usual, the man was silent and not angry.

"But... What's in there?"

"You don't need to know." His tone was very cold. And his voice is raucous. It seems true that the man had finished crying.

The cruel Chris cried?

It's unbelievable.

"Smooth... "

Yuhi could not call him, much less urge him to talk. He just looked blankly at the huge back that was getting away from him.

"That door was locked for a long time, even when you were a kid."

Too focused on staring at Kris's departure makes Yuhi unaware that Yuta is standing opposite to her. The handsome man walked over along with Chenle who approached him from behind.

"Even Ahn's aunt didn't know what secrets Kris was keeping in there." Yuta clear.

"I hear mommy's voice every time I pass this place."

Yuta was not surprised. The man just silently turned his head to the side to stare at the worn out door.

He had speculated for a long time, but he was not sure of it.

Yuta thought maybe Kris buried her mother inside there and she visited her occasionally, but she didn't really remember when and how her mother died.

And also Yuhi who always had strange dreams about her mother being burned alive, it dimmed her speculation that there was a lifeless body buried there. If his mother had been burned, her body would have been reduced to ashes by now.

"Go home, I don't think this place is too good for you." Yuta glanced at Chenle.

"Take him, if you make him cry again, you're done !!"

"Yes-yes." Answer Chenle lazily.

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