He is a gift waiting to be unwrapped, a door left half-open, an apple weighing down the boughs of Eden.
Everyone's unattainable desire is a devil, and he is undoubtedly the Demon King.
Either thirst to death from desire, or hold him in the palm of your hand.
"You're Yu Yuan, and I'm Dongwu. Wasn't I born to fall into your arms?" Huo Dongwu grabbed him by the collar and shouted. In the dark, his eyes quietly reddened.
"You've got it wrong." Yu Yuan didn't struggle. He only lifted his head to gaze at the endless river of stars and slowly smiled. "When the sun sinks into Yu Yuan, the stars begin to appear. I am the tears of countless lights, nameless pearls as numerous as the sands of the Ganges."
"I am not the sun's final resting place. I am the stars scattered across the sky."
The bottom is an immortal beauty. If you put all of humanity on his relationship chart, they would be about as far away as Pluto is from the sun. The top is a little closer, maybe Jupiter.
The top is undefined, and comes in all varieties. But being forced to live on Jupiter puts him in such a foul mood that when he goes crazy, he really goes crazy.
A freewheeling self-indulgent bottom, an insanely popular heartthrob. The values in this novel are on the brink of collapse. If that's not your thing, click X.
