The moment I heard this, I thought I was dreaming.

All eyes turned towards the direction of the source of the sound, and the crowd once again pushed through.

At the end of the crowd, I saw Aaron.

He seemed to be in a hurry, and even his hair was disheveled.

But the domineering self-sufficiency of him still caught everyone’s attention in an instant. No one thought it was not important.

He was always the attention of the attention wherever he was.

“Is it Aaron Morris?”

“Who is that?”

“The second son of the Morris Group, the most famous pla*boy in Manhattan.”

Many people in the crowd recognized him immediately.

There was a lot of discussion and many phone cameras were pointed directly at him.

“A… Aaron, why are you here?” When David saw Aaron, his stern aura suddenly disappeared and he couldn’t even speak fluently.

I noticed Nick out of the corner of my eye.

Nick was looking at David, crying quietly.

Following his gaze

from him why Nick was so sad.

The way David looked at Aaron was the same as it had been many years ago, surprised and uneasy, but those who knew him well could see a hint of happiness and fascination in it.

Given David’s current sexuality, it was hard not to think that he had a special affection for Aaron.

At that moment, I suddenly felt that Nick and I were almost in the same situation.

The man I loved deeply was right in front of me, but I wasn’t the one he was obsessed with.

All sincerity was easily trampled on.

strong sadness

a better time to realize

the crowd

next to me tried to stop Aaron but he was intimidated by Aaron’s blue

dare you to

and his voice was even a bit low, but it was hard not to hear

and

remained on

tone softened and was even a

his flattery didn’t cause Aaron’s face to

lips together, and there was something complex in his eyes that I couldn’t

it was

such a level of personal conflict. After

the number of viewers kept increasing because of

the students on campus had probably already left. Those who didn’t know

and forth between me and

also wanted to ask this

an hour since

States?” I subconsciously

looked at me, but

David. His face was statuesquely cold and rigid,

he looked the same, impatient, resilient,

wrist and nearly yanked me

to say hello.”

disgust and noticed the sign he had posted

David a cold look: “There’s nothing to talk

he walked

my wrist hard and I

at David and followed

one stopped us

to look at

in the direction we left with

He was smiling!

be glad about Aaron calling him a

“L*attic!” I murmured softly.

be somewhat self-aware,” Aaron said

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