Inferior C*garettes

Years later, the successful Chen Shu returned to his hometown for the New Year and encountered a man buying cheap cigarettes at the town’s small shop.

Sleepless late at night, his phone rang.

“I ran into Jiang Yuan.”

“The one who made you transfer high schools? What are you going to do?”

“Have some fun with him, of course.”

Under the guise of revenge, after multiple failed attempts at seduction, Chen Shu dropped his pretense and laid his cards on the table.

“I’ll pay off your debts, you be my lover.”

“Why me?” Jiang Yuan suddenly looked up at Chen Shu, his lake-like eyes trembling, revealing bloodshot and pitiful eyes.

A playful and smug smile curved Chen Shu’s lips. He slowly leaned closer to Jiang Yuan, his voice low and cruel. “Don’t you know yet? Jiang Yuan, I liked you back in high school. I became gay because of you, you were my f*cking first love. So, shouldn’t you take responsibility?”

However, the hunter, thinking he was in control, high above, found himself falling once more, uncontrollably.