Yun Hu was exhausted, his mind and soul stripped dry. He had been suppressing himself, his palms red and sore as he resisted the urge to run after Lin Feng. After deciding not to sleep with him, he decided to forget the love he had harbored for so many years. He didn't wish to be treated like a stranger when he was back.
This was for the best even if there came the day when he would have to stand beside him as his groomsman. At least he could still watch over him in the future.
He felt a throbbing ache in his chest. Even breathing was starting to hurt.
The youngster walked out of the room, catching sight of him in this state. His face was pale and totally unlike how he was before.
"Hey, are you coming?" The youngster licked his lips seductively. "Honestly, you like him, don't you? But it's obvious he isn't gay, even though he didn't look too bad, he clearly isn't one of our kind."
