Summary
The moment my roommate discovered that his online boyfriend used a wheelchair, he let out a sigh of relief.
Then he turned to me, looking positively grateful. “Thank God I’ve been using your photos to chat with him.”
“Mu-ge, go break up with him for me.”
I stared at him. “Why should I?”
He blinked innocently. “Because it’s your face he’s been dating.”
“You wouldn’t want to date a cripple, would you?”
I was about to refuse when comments flashed before my eyes.
[LMAO. This big shot from Beijing’s elite circles already had a complex about his legs. His little brother encouraged him to try online dating, and the one time he put himself out there gave him enough trauma to retreat forever.]
[Baby, what were you thinking? Sure, the male lead is disabled, but he’s all about taking care of his partner. When he has money, he spends it on you. When he has stamina, he uses that on you too!]
[Don’t worry, our baby gets very well fed later. A dark, obsessive guy like the male lead gets seriously intense when he latches on.]
[I just feel sorry for this gorgeous piece of cannon fodder. He rejects the male lead early on and makes him withdraw even further. The brother gets so pissed he throws cannon fodder into international waters to feed the fish.]
I stopped in my tracks. The refusal already on my tongue spun right around.
And came out as: “Say hi, i ya, i ya~~”