He is Shen Yiran. Everyone says he is that man's adopted son, yet whenever he sees the man, he has to address him as "Marquis." The man cared for him meticulously from childhood and devoted himself to teaching him to read, study, and practice martial arts. More than once, he stayed awake for days looking after Shen Yiran when he was sick. And yet the man has never admitted that they are father and son.
Who is he, really? What is his relationship with that man? He has asked himself these questions countless times. But when the truth finally comes to light, he is unwilling to believe it, unable to believe that this cruel fact is the answer he sought so desperately. What is true, and what is false? Can what the eyes see really be trusted? When all his youthful beauty has faded, what will be left for him?
A scene:
Caressing the barely dry ink on the note, Ji Tingye couldn't help laughing.
"I've spent years putting so much effort into you, and you have certainly lived up to it. You've learned these two lines so well that you can even put them to practical use. What a fine couplet: 'A spring night is worth a thousand gold; to truly know this, one must put it into practice.' Such eloquence! Such eloquence! But... could it be that Madam wants someone else to do the work for her?"
With that, Ji Tingye pounced like a hungry wolf. Shen Yiran had time for only a single cry of surprise before their breaths rose and fell in turn, filling the room with springtime bliss and languid passion.
A new story, a new story! Come jump in, come jump in! Friends are welcome to tell me how deep the pit is, hee hee. The top and bottom are pure in body and heart. Two men joining forces is the best! (^=^) Mwah!
Come on Dada^0^~Will there be any more updates?
Thousands of sails have passed without leaving any trace behind. The sky above the comment board is long, and I personally warm the building with tears streaming down my face.