In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Fu's thirty-eight-story building, the dense fog blurred two overlapping shadows.
The phone rang suddenly, interrupting the charming room.
The man behind him neatly lifted up his pants and went out to answer the phone.
Bai Jianchuan picked up the shirt that was half hanging on his arms, turned around and entered the bathroom.
"A substitute must have the consciousness of a substitute. Now that the real owner is back, you don't need me to teach you what to do."
Bai Jianchuan sank his whole body into the water, and the warm water covered the mottled traces.
Countdown to Divorce: Seven Days.
Imaginary short story Same-sex marriageable
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