light in the north

Jiang Nan didn't lie on the ground for a long time like a fool. She went home and slept on the bed alone, flipping through books and drawing some pictures, but she kept thinking about things and lost sleep all night.

It had been a long time since he had been beaten so hard for two days in a row, and he even liked it a little bit.

However, he didn't like the reason behind it.

What happened today made Jiang Nan face up to himself again, and it can be regarded as seeing the future clearly.

Quiet weakness and submission can never satisfy others' prying eyes on him, and can never stop provoking his hands and feet.But unrestrained release of anger can't solve the problem at all, he absolutely can't mess everything up like Nanguo.

Reason and emotion, this is what Jiang Nan least knows how to control.

Now, in this foreign country, Jiang Nan, who is lonely, must learn to control herself, because only by controlling herself can she completely play with others in applause.

And on the other hand, about Francis.

This man was like an unexpected surprise, and also the greatest gift God gave Jiang Nan.Jiang Nan has never been this excited since Shen Bei passed away.

Maybe he is the reincarnation of Shen Bei?

Maybe this is God's will?

After tormenting Jiang Nan for almost 20 years, after repeatedly destroying his body and mind with scars, God returned Shen Bei who should belong to Jiang Nan to him, although he changed his body.

But Jiang Nan thinks.

That was Shen Bei's soul.

Jiang Nan lit a cigarette in a quiet and tidy room alone in the dark and cold night in the north, and watched it burn out little by little.

Then a decision was made.

He has already lost that Shen Bei, and he can't lose this one anymore.

Francis was meant to be his.

Aaron wants to be with Francis, forever, forever.

Perfect Jiang Nan and Shen Bei's unfinished love affair.

It's three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Nan, oh no, it's Aaron.

Aaron hadn't had much trouble getting Francis' number, and when he called, the person didn't answer at first.He even hung up a few times, and finally Francis finally couldn't bear it and picked it up.

"Fuck, who the hell is looking for trouble now?!"

Aaron listened contentedly to the hoarse voice roaring over there full of anger. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to be able to see the red flames in his long and narrow eyes. He spoke to Francis in a low but ambiguous tone. Say, "You said you hated gays."

He was stunned for a long time before reacting, his tone suddenly softened, and he seemed to be able to hear a little cautiousness and doubt: "Aaron?"

"Hehe." Aaron laughed muffled, and said, "I've been bothering me these days, is it because I kissed you last time?"

Francis: "What are you crazy about in the middle of the night?"

Aaron stopped talking, and Francis could only hear Aaron's shallow breathing on the other end of the phone.One after another, like a cat, gently scratching people.

He said impatiently: "Why don't you call if you have nothing to do, fuck!"

Just as he was about to hang up, he heard Aaron say in a deep voice with a slightly southern accent, "I make you think of me."

made me think...

Wait what?

"Hey……"

Francis' heart beat for half a beat and before he could react, Aaron hung up.

He looked at the phone with a black screen for a long time, not knowing what happened just now.

A cold sweat broke out on his back, and Francis felt as if he had gotten into big trouble.