"I didn't, I swear. I didn't. I didn't do that. I'm not like that." Xingchen couldn't breathe properly because it just felt right. It seemed real. His breath hitched and he closed his eyes, not wanting to look at Xue Yang. He wanted him. Of course he wanted him. He was pathetic, he was a terrible person and he was not going to be happy until he ruined everything.

"I want to be good, please." He didn't even know what to do any more, he was trembling from terror and excitement. He just wanted someone to touch him. Touch him and love him, to make it all okay.