The (metaphorical) Present

Orgueil Banquet Hall, 17:05;

It wasn't the first time that Xinguan had tormented the public or the media with their PDA. But the intimacy between them tonight was too much to handle for those who watched them, as they stood afar, wishing, wondering, worshipping. But that's all they could do. Hope to have what they had, and dream to be what they were. 

The way they looked at each other, the way they held hands, and even the way they talked, was a statement. That they were meant to be. That no other person could fill the void left by any of them. And that they belonged to each other.