Chapter 0
The year I turned thirty-two, I kept a poor college boy.
One day, passing by the university, I saw Shi Jin with a girl caged in his arms.
His eyes were red, wronged yet restrained. “Please don’t think I’m dirty…”
It was a perfectly straightforward sugar arrangement.
So why did he make it sound as if I had defiled him?
If he thought it was dirty, plenty of people wouldn’t.
I exhaled a stream of smoke, turned to the blond college boy passing by in head-to-toe fakes, and said,
“Ask him whether he’s willing to call someone mommy.”