The sun rose, shining brightly. Yuan’s eyes slowly opened. The itchiness and sore bones stayed. The pain was as if a hundred needles scooped in his body. As he tried to get up slowly, he heard some of his bones crack.
— ‘Crack!’
With a crack sound, he realized that he finally got a sore back.
He straightened his legs down the bed and tried his best to stand up. But the pain was hectic; he couldn’t hold his balance. As he was going to fall down, he immediately held the bed pillar and fell his back on the bed. —Yuan closed his eyes; his eyes were already sore due to crying heavily in the evil intercourse. At that time, he literally cursed Tian Wu for everything he did. —Yuan became slightly homophobic. He didn’t want to have another intercourse with especially Tian Wu. He even doubted Tian Wu’s love for him. Was it just a sadistic obsession? Or a real true love? Both of them were cursed though.
A servant came to knock on the door: “Mr. Lin Yuan, please come have breakfast.”