"Li Yanci, how can you be so cowardly?" He knelt on the ground, recalling the past bit by bit, and the rain from the sky patted on his weak body bit by bit. "It's just a man, it's just a friendship that I can't bear to look back on. It just makes me strong. Let them cry!" The 16-year-old boy swore silently under the heavy rain. He swore that he would make them regret it, and he swore that he would get what he wanted. He swore that he would return this slap to the best friend he had been with for three years and the man he had loved for three years. . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
