Addicted

It is the lover who hates with gnashing of teeth and deplores with gnashing of skin. ——Mu Xin. In the hot summer of that year, the cicadas were noisy. Cui Bai sat in the library and read a book. He had read less than a third of a brick-thick book. He held a thin pen in his mouth and chewed the edge. Jiang Zhiyuan looked at him, closed his eyes and thought silently: I want to become the pen in his mouth. I want him to bite me and make me feel the pain in my heart. Jiang Zhiyuan (attack) x Cui Bai (receive) 2024.6.27 Intention: Love this world well