"Chao Shimu, lung cancer, terminal stage."
The sky outside was hazy, and huge snowflakes drifted down. Chao Shimu pulled his coat tighter around himself and walked home without an umbrella.
He stumbled home in a daze.
With a calm expression, Chao Shimu shook the snow off himself and headed straight for his room.
Unrestrained panting came from the bedroom.
A painfully cliché scene.
They hadn't even had time to close the door. They were completely lost in the moment.
Their moans rose and fell, almost enough to make up a symphony.
Chao Shimu couldn't help knocking on the bedroom door.
The two of them sprang up from the bed like startled monkeys, frantically covering themselves with the blanket.
"Chao... you said... you said you were going on a business trip... why are you back so soon...?" Lin Jiang stammered.
"Yeah. I decided to come back early." Chao Shimu replied dismissively, lifting his chin. "Care to introduce me?"
"Chao... let me explain..."
"Sure, I'll hear you out." Chao Shimu leaned calmly against the bed.
Surprised by Chao Shimu's composure, Lin Jiang opened his mouth, but in the end all he could manage was a trembling, "I'm sorry..."
The words drifted down as lightly as the snow outside, disappearing as soon as they touched the ground.
