How he wished for calm and peace, but he wasn't him. He didn't like men, he had someone else in his heart, why should he listen to him? Why?
Jin Shangyu threw a punch hard against the wall, his face twisted with anger.
His bones tingled, flames shooting up to his eyebrows.
Through gritted teeth, his heart roared, "Ye Jinyang, why don't you just die, why don't you die?"
Staring at himself in the mirror, eyes filled with hatred and loathing.
He hated that person, yet he also loathed himself like this.
When would this end, when would he finally be freed from the demon's clutches...
His entire body, powerless, slowly slid down the wall to sit on the floor.
...
In the living room, after the family meeting finished, it was late and everyone started to return to their rooms to rest.
Ye Lantian didn't notice Jin Shangyu hadn't come out from the bathroom. Earlier, he accidentally spilled some tea on his hand, so he went to the bathroom to wash it off.
