"Ning Shuo, you damn stray dog. You're a homeless mutt who could die on the roadside and no one would care. You should've died on that cold night in Tokyo five years ago. Why the hell did I get drunk and pick up a piece of trash like you?"
Ning Shuo shook off his hand and raised an eyebrow at him, smiling disdainfully. "Honestly, that wasn't nearly nasty enough. What, do you need your big brother to teach you how to insult people too?"
Ning Shuo, that stray dog, was buried three times in his life. The first time was in a Tokyo blizzard, the second in Nanjing's world of fame and fortune. Both times, a softhearted owner found him and took him in. The third time, he was buried in the heart of the lover who had abandoned him.
[Reader advisory: 1. Tragic ending. Please don't read if that's not for you.
2. This is a very short story, expected to be under ten thousand words.
3. Ning Shuo is the seme, Xu Zhuo is the uke, and the seme is three years older than the uke.]
Theme: None at present.
On the necessity of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill haha