"I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm scared. I want my mama." Meng Yao mumbled, wishing he was braver but that was all he could think about. Tears were streaming down his face and he hoped against hope there was an afterlife. That all of this would be over and he could just hide in her arms again. Things were easier then. Or were they. Nothing was ever easy.

He closed his own eyes now, shaking, trying not to listen to the ugly bastard that Xue Yang was hiding behind to kill him.

He meant so little to him, he wouldn't even stab him himself. All of this because he panicked over a blowjob. Seemed fair. "Please."