Summary
Duan Chen and I had been best friends for twelve years, until one day we woke up in the same bed.
Duan Chen joked that he should take responsibility, and I simply laughed as I kicked his leg. “Get lost. We’re both men-stop being so melodramatic.”
We tacitly decided to cover up that unexpected incident. He continued being a heterosexual man, while I remained a closeted gay.
When my secret crush was exposed, Duan Chen fleeing in panic didn’t surprise me.
The next time we met, Duan Chen was unusually dressed up, like a peacock showing off its feathers.
I ignored his burning gaze and pulled the man beside me closer. “Let me introduce you-this is my new boyfriend.”