It takes a great level of persuasion for Xi Zirui to finally extricate himself from Han Yu and allow him to leave the room.
A lesser man would have whined more, and employed some dubious emotional manipulation to get his way.
Xi Zirui is a man of average height so he whined a moderate amount and only begged twice.
Right now, he's tossing and turning in bed, having a hard time of trying to fall asleep, his mind plagued by all the previous times he and Han Yu indulged in each other.
He keeps returning to that single year of bliss in Chongqing.
Leaving that world felt like a special kind of injustice at the time, but now, whenever he reminisces about their tiny apartment in the high rise, it feels like an unprecedented luxury.
Xi Zirui hasn't had the chance to spend so much undisturbed time with Han Yu since then.
How unfair, that people never know when they are living their happiest days.
