The first time Xing Sheng saw Ye Nancheng, he was deeply moved by him. After that, there was no turning back.
The first time Ye Nancheng saw him, Xing Sheng seemed like a flower atop a lofty peak, while Ye Nancheng himself was like the filth in a ditch. Later, when the holy moon came rushing toward him, he wanted to hold on to that light that belonged to him forever...
“You’ll stay with me forever, won’t you?” Ye Nancheng asked, staring at Xing Sheng with an obsessive gaze.
Xing Sheng said nothing. He simply looked at him deeply, then pulled him into a tight embrace, apologizing over and over in his heart.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry... A Cheng, if I could, I’d want to stay with you forever too. Forever...”
“A Sheng...” Ye Nancheng cried out his name in heart-wrenching anguish...
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