When I was eighteen, I didn’t dare push open that door. Behind it, my best friend was playing adult games with the male writer I secretly loved.
I remembered that moment for ten long years. In that decade, my friend died, the writer stopped writing, and my life was ruined.
I respectfully composed a letter and mailed it to the man I had once loved from afar: Chen Song.
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Type
text
Chapters
6
Status
Completed
