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January 1 - January 10, 2025
But that last part was a lie. He really was secretly in love with her.
had gotten this fluff position in the school simply by sleeping with the board of directors.
didn’t feel a bit of shame about using sex to get what she wanted.
raised his head and gazed toward a drunk Mary, with some of the smugness of a young man who had discovered his prey and sated his desire.
He family had a closely kept secret: this enviable golden child had suffered from a rare mental disorder since birth.
They had congenital deficiencies in the endocrine and nervous systems.
they were numb to pain, but when their condition flared up, they would lose touch with reality, become bloodthirsty, and gain intense destructive tendencies toward themselves or others, resulting in a standard antisocial personality.
high fever and confusion, with each flare-up being more se...
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He Yu was already nineteen, and Xie Qingcheng was thirty-two.
“Snowfall whispers onto the neighboring bamboo grove.”
Even after he parted ways with Xie Qingcheng at age fourteen, even today, to Xie Qingcheng, He Yu was still a massive, three-dimensional, living and breathing dumbfuck with a capital D.
his parents had died young, he had become the head of the household by default,
position where it would fall when the kitchen door was opened.
he put it into the sink and turned the faucet on.
He Yu was straight, and he also disliked doctors. His Elderliness Xie Qingcheng was completely unwelcome in his room.
Though He Yu didn’t like men, he was someone who appreciated beauty.
“Does that man love you? He has a wife and daughter. How sincere do you think he is about you?”
If “love” was what made someone walk into the fray, despite knowing very well that it was wrong—if “love” made them stand by their mistakes, despite knowing full well that they were stepping into a bottomless abyss, to the point that they could disregard anything, from infamy, scorn, principles, morals, to life itself—then, to him, this seemed less like a type of affection and more like some kind of disease.
But Xie Qingcheng’s temper was fierier than hers. He pinned Bai Jing in place and stared down at her, his eyes cutting into her like razor blades.
But Xie Qingcheng grabbed her by the wrist. With a sudden burst of force, he twisted her arm, making her shriek in pain.
“not only will I have the guts to call you names, but I’ll also have the guts to beat you up.”
he leaned forward slightly, tilting his face toward Xie Qingcheng’s neck.
