It was the fourth year of my relationship with Tong Yuen.
The harshest words I had ever heard came from his mother.
“Two men together-how are you supposed to get married and have children?”
“Don’t ruin him.”
“He was perfectly normal before he met you.”
“Mr. Fu, you’re not a child anymore. Have some sense.”
Finally, enduring the pain, I broke up with him.
But Tong Yuen spent the entire night huddled outside my door.
He tried to force the Little White Dog he had sewn together, stitch by stitch, into my hands.
When I rejected him again, he finally broke down in tears.
“Gege, you don’t want the Little White Dog… and you don’t want me anymore either?”
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text
Chapters
17
Status
Completed
