Trash Strikes Back (BL) (End)

25. Revenge

Tang Er Yuan is lying weakly in bed. He rubs his belly.

Doctor said no hard meal for a week. Only soft ones. No meat or oily foods for him.

It seems he has to live a frugal life for now.

Qing Su sits next in a chair not far from him.

He asks in a calm tone, "Do you hate me?"

"Fei told me it's a huge misunderstanding. I probably did the same thing in your shoes."

"I will grant you one wish. Come and find me in the brothel. I won't charge you."

Tang Er Yuan gulps. He always dreams to bed Qing Su. The latter is so elegant and unattainable. Like a kaolin flower for him.

It would be a normal business transaction between them. Nothing more.

Tang Er Yuan clenches his fists. He can't make quick profit over long-term one.

He forces to say, "I decline. I don't want your body. I want you. The whole you. Heart and everything."

"You are asking too much."

Qing Su stares at him. Fatty Tang has lost some weights in the desert. Probably five to seven kilos.

He says bluntly, "I hate fat men. No. They are disgusting to me."

He stands up.

Qing Su halts in the doorway.

He says without looking back, "I'll give you a day to think it over. One night stand or no compensation at all. Three days from now, I will go back to Capital."

Tang Er Yuan asks, "I only want to be your pen pal. Is it okay?"

"En."

Qing Su leaves without looking back again. He rubs his arms as if relieving goosebumps. He has a phobia to fat guys.

His first customer was a rough fat man. He gave Qing Su a traumatic experience.

Tang Er Yuan rubs his fat belly. He looks like a pig. No wonder Qing Su despises him.

"No big deal. Just loose some meats. Qing Su. I won't give up on you."

Tang Er Yuan is still too weak to do some exercises. He promises to work out after he recovers some strength. His future depends on it.

A month later in a Capital brothel...

Qing Su frowns when he reads a letter for himself.

"I promise to write to you. I don't know what to write. You have been to Si Lian. The place is too outdated compared to bustling Capital City."

Qing Su smiles without his knowledge.

Fatty Tang never shows up to get his compensation in bed. Somehow he has raised his value in Qing Su's eyes.

The letter continues...

"Fei found a toddler in desert last time he went to save me. At first he wanted to give him up to Orphanage. The toddler won't eat without him. Finally he took him home."

"He gave him a name. Wang Ping An. So he would live a peaceful life. I think the name sucks. He could have given a better name."

Qing Su puts the letter away safely in his box. He kept some sentimental things in here.

He won't reply to him. Let the guy slowly loose his interest to him.

A male prostitute like him has no future.