Who is bullying who?
But Han Xin wasn't letting him off that easily. He suddenly grabbed Xiang Yu's arm, pulling him back. Xiang Yu's muscles tensed as he looked up at Han Xin, their eyes locking. Han Xin's gaze was intense, searching as if trying to uncover the secrets Xiang Yu was hiding.
For the past few nights, Han Xin had been haunted by Xiang Yu's face whenever he closed his eyes. He dreamt himself in an ancient world fighting with Xiang Yu and supressing him, he dreamt them in a cave sitting near a campfire together and he even dreamt himself kissing him passionately.
He had never experienced such vivid dreams before, but now it was as though he was possessed, dreaming about Xiang Yu. The first night it happened, he told himself he should limit his interactions with him. But he had already made the mistake of bringing him into his home. Who would have thought Xiang Yu would avoid him completely?