"When did I ever do anything that suggestive? Don't make things up about me!" Song Yunxing refused to admit what he had done.
"You've got the nerve to argue? You came back that day and told me you wanted to be like me and do what you wanted. You followed me around like a little shadow. Don't you remember?" Shen Yanci rested his chin on his hand and said casually, "I thought you had a thing for me back then."
"What were you thinking? I was only fourteen or fifteen!" Song Yunxing's eyes widened.
"Mm, following me around at school was one thing, but you even came all the way to my house for my birthday and made a heartfelt confession under the first snow..." His voice held a smile as he drew out the words.
"...That's enough out of you."
Ten years earlier, winter had arrived late in Jin City. Only on a dark night in November did the city's first snow begin to fall.
The enormous detached villa was brightly lit, but only one tall Alpha sat on the sofa in its spacious living room.
The house was silent, save for the sound of breathing and the ticking of the clock.
Shen Yanci lowered his eyes, slouched on the sofa, and switched on his PSP.
His long fingers worked the buttons with a touch of aggression.
After finishing a round, he tossed the console onto the sofa.
Everything around him was white: the tablecloth, the sofa, even the lights were a merciless, cold white.
Shen Yanci stood and flung open the balcony window.
Freezing air poured in. Shen Yanci took deep breaths, in and out, the stinging pain in his airways and chest almost addictive.
At times like this, only pain made him feel alive.
Snow drifted