"Your presence is my sense of taste and the measure by which I measure the sweetness and bitterness of the world."
Qiu Congwan expressed his love to Lin Binghen again, but he kept denying it.
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I felt puzzled and powerless. The pale words and stained mistakes tightly sealed my mouth and wrapped around my neck. Love was like a lump in my throat, and I couldn't express it.
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Lin Binghen is extreme and stubborn.
He thought clearly that the human heart is difficult to control. Lin Binghen did not dare to bet that a fork could remain rational when encountering cake. A domesticated beast could not suppress its inner hunger and appetite when encountering raw meat.
What I want is your physical and mental fascination and obsession with me. If you can't control it, how can you love me? I don't accept you coming back to reward me with your love after you've had enough fun outside.
"If you can't overcome your body's instinct to love me, it means you're not qualified."
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Lin Binghen×Qiu Congwan
His attacks and feelings are not normal, and his brain is sick. Both of them are pitiful cubs, each with his or her own sufferings that cannot be explained.
The background is a fork, the world view of cake is added with personal settings, it may be a bit unreasonable, just ignore the reality and morality and watch it for fun.
Intention: Love can enjoy the world for me