"Now it's different." Qin Mo exhaled a puff of smoke. Through the white smoke, Jiang Zuo didn't know why he could perceive a sense of desolation deep within Qin Mo's eyes.
Jiang Zuo took another swig and thought. "Maybe it's just an illusion. After all, you've never been in love and do not often come to places like this that I do. Sometimes people will develop a sense of ownership if you spent too much time with them."
"It's not only ownership." Qin Mo turned his gaze over and looked at him. "When I saw this guy in female clothes, I couldn't help kissing him. Do you think it's just an illusion?"
Jiang Zuo frowned. "Female clothes? Maybe that's the point. You're still interested in girls. That's why you had that reaction."
Qin Mo looked at the smoke billowing around his fingertips. "Really?"
Jiang Zuo nodded.
