"You are still a weird pervert though, even if you stopped stalking." Xue Yang didn't say it accusingly, it was just a statement. He headed for the lift and waited next to it, watching Meng Yao come along with his crutch. He was walking quite well with it, on the whole. "I'm kind of a pervert too. So don't worry so much about it. It's fun. It's intense. It's real."

When it burned under his skin, the feeling meant something. He stepped inside the lift, waiting for Meng Yao before pushing the button. "We should fuck. Tonight."