Pseudo Branches [Xing Qiu]
In the vast wilderness of desire, we were merely travelers who happened to meet. Qiu Dingjie was the most出色 nomad on this plain, with an innate talent for reading the language of bodies—his own, and mine. Our encounters began with whiskey and ended with tangled sheets, but beneath the physicality lay something deeper: shame, addiction, and an unexpected connection that defied our arrangement. He offered his body freely but guarded his heart fiercely, while I crossed every boundary we'd agreed upon. This is the story of how two broken souls learned that love and sex don't have to be separate, and how even the most twisted branches can bear fruit when watered with acceptance.