Chapter 2: Wierd sickness
".....fuck buddies but no....you might be handsome ,tall ,rich but if we can't..... how would we even get married with you in this condition?" Xu'er was quick in her statements yet every word was clear and stabbed Xiao Ming right.
For all this while Xiao Ming was quite ....did he even have anything to say right now? ...
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It felt like hours had passed yet they were only seconds when Xiao snapped from his daze to only notice that Xu'er had already left after bidding her farewell as well didn't she forget to put the diamond engagement ring he had offered to her .lt sparkled under the light of the chandeliers.
'Tsk' Xiao scoffed at the memory of him not even putting this well gorgeous ring on her slender lithel looking fingers ....How he wished he wasn't ill with this weird sickness of his... even his mother held him once before she passed away was it a curse from her ....No ,no no mother would wish for their newly born baby to have such a disease.... she would surely want to see him marry and have kids not so ...?
[end of flashback]
Xiao was holding a beer metal can in his left had as the right hand was fixed in his suit pants....
He was a tall lean guy with a perfect body of a model.His hair was short and black in colour.
His eyes were hazel and sloe with long lashes,his jaw line sharp and gentle along the long neck of his with a mole contrasting with his pale fair skin.
At the moment his hair was shuffled and it fell allover his face hiding his sullen expersion along his sharp nose.
He carelessly glared at the streets beneath the skyscraper's rooftop.
Actually he was more disappointed than heart broken as he recalled her last word as she was dropping the ring on the table.
'maybe you are not women ,Xiao .'
Did she mean he was gay or something ....oh how he wish he was but though he can touch men he never felt any feelings toward a man.
"I think am going crayz,how can I think of at least being gay .....huh! whatever ."
Xiao mumbled to himself as he sipped on the beer quietly .
He softly savoured the light taste of the beer that lingered on his pink pulp lips by linking them slowly as he inhaled the moist air with his eyes closed and his head gently bending backwards against his neck.
He looked sexy at sight as he did his ....
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