Get out of my sight! If I ever see you again, I'll kill you with my own hands. I swear!
Someone like me doesn't deserve love. I never loved you... so don't ever show up again...
--- Luo Mingmo
You're my flower of the other shore, blooming in all your splendor. I know you're poisonous, but I still want to keep getting closer...
I'll protect you. Stop pushing me away... From now on, I'll give you everything you want!
--- Yu Qingxian
Ten years ago, he was an ordinary, timid student. Though his grades were excellent, he was so unremarkable in appearance that the other boy had cruelly mocked him as an "eggplant that would never ripen"... The other was a famous figure at school, so beautiful he seemed inhuman, proud and arrogant, surrounded by admirers wherever he went... Ten years later, he was a world-class architect, the secret owner of BL PUB, a nightclub chain with branches all over the world, and one of the top five richest bachelors, worth hundreds of millions... The other was a leopard lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike: the head of "Mei," Italy's foremost mafia; "Dark Night," Amsterdam's most sought-after guest; and "Berial," Southeast Asia's biggest drug lord...
They had been two parallel lines, never meant to meet. But then, in a single instant, at one of their behest, one line changed course. From then on, they became entangled, impossible to separate...
Welcome to update... Please hurry up...
Very unkindly, I prompted the following...
Such an obedient brother...
I'm here to urge you to write... Brother... Rush to write more...
Sofa. . . . . . . . . . . . Also, if there are outsiders here, please call me Xichen or Chen. . . . . . . . . . . Xiao Mo. . .
Come on, dear
Not bad, not bad. Hehe, I'm very happy when I think it's Yunho.
I just like it. Hey, I can't help it.
My dear, the writing is good. Keep up the good work, hehe.
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