"NO!" Zhènlín shouted, "This is not you. You must have been corrupted somewhere. You're just confused. I will help you, mark my words!"
Xing Han couldn't help the tears that fell now and that only made Zhènlín angrier.
"Men do not cry," Zhènlín hissed, "You will be fixed, whether you like it or not."
With that, Zhènlín turned on his heels and left, banging the door closed.
Xing Han stood there for a while, gathering his emotions while the tears flowed.
He had known this could happen but with the reality facing him, it was much harder to accept. Why couldn't his father just listen? Why was it so hard to accept the fact that his son was in love with another man?
It was just that. Human beings were made to love.
Xing Han was prepared to fight this through.
No matter what, he was not going to leave Nitocris.
