He Tian and Mo Guan Shan have come to realise they mean more to each other than they originally thought. Their relationship slowly starts improving bit by bit, but what happens when someone comes after Mo Guan Shan? Will He Tian be able to protect h...
It wasn't until Mo Guan Shan reached for his door handle that he realised who the stranger was. He was stood next to the man he'd seen He Tian swearing at when the redhead was trying to find him. Why didn't I realise it before? Such an idiot...
He frowned. Why was he waiting outside He Tian's apartment building? Was he waiting for He Tian? But he talked to me... Was he waiting for me? But why? Argh. The redhead shook his head, annoyed. Too many questions.
"Fuck this shit." He mumbled, unlocking and opening the door.
The small apartment was silent and empty, meaning his mother was at work. Guan Shan sighed heavily, tired. He walked into his room and threw his bag on the floor by the door. Taking off his shirt, he threw it in the basket he had placed in the corner of the room. The redhead then dropped himself on the bed, laying on his stomach. He turned his head to the side, thinking.
Who was that man? What connection did he have with He Tian? What connection did he have with the redhead? He was obviously waiting for Guan Shan because he left after talking to him. 'Oh, by the way, don't tell He Tian we met.', those were his words, which meant he clearly knew He Tian, and the redhead had seen them together; but not as friends. No, there was something hostile in the way they looked at each other.
Guan Shan frowned again. If he kept frowning his face was going to stay like that permanently. But he couldn't help it; He Tian and the people surrounding him were fucking up his life and they were doing a brilliant job at it. If only I had never met He Tian... Something panged in Guan Shan's chest. Did he really mean that? Sort of. But He Tian wasn't all bad; he had his good moments too, like...
Like...
Hmm...
Well, the redhead was sure there was something. Oh! Like the time He Tian had beaten up She Li for him and- Wait, why am I trying to find the good shit about him? He's a demon. A dirty demon who makes me cook and clean for his lazy ass.
Suddenly, Guan Shan's phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from 'He'. Speak of the demon...
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"Screw you, bastard." The redhead murmured. Rolling on his back, he typed out a reply.
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