Her Little Man

Amid the deafening music of the nightclub, Qiao Nan spotted Xu Jiashu sitting by the bar.

The slender, tall boy wore his school uniform. Under the bizarre, shifting lights, his pale skin looked almost bluish.

"You shouldn't be here."

"That's none of your business," the boy replied, defiant and unruly.

"If you don't leave now, you'll regret it." Qiao Nan lowered her head and whispered in his ear.