Packing up the blood, Wen Wen walked over to You Han and looked at him with a strange expression.
Although the distance was quite far at the time, You Han's voice was loud, allowing Wen Wen to hear his shouting.
The sweater was a gift from his boyfriend...
Doesn't that mean...
You Han suddenly turned his head and glared at Wen Wen, sensing his gaze.
Wen Wen took a step back awkwardly and said, "Hey... bro, I just found out today that you're, um, that kind. Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped and won't spread the word."
"Besides, same-sex is true love; heterosexual relationships are all about continuing the family line. I'm not one to judge, and I support your pursuit of true love."
The more Wen Wen spoke, the darker You Han's face became, and his fists clenched, itching to punch someone.
In fact, Wen Wen didn't mean any harm, but everyone knew he had a minor, negligible mental hiccup, which inevitably led to his loose tongue.
Snap!
