Rotten

Lin Wen had two secrets.

One was that he’s gay.

The second was that he had killed someone.

That someone was his brother.

Lin Wen was indeed tall, rich, and handsome, but those titles should have belonged to his older brother.

Well, let’s not talk about that now. What Lin Wen should focus on was about who saw him. Was it the one who followed him before?

Yeah, there is absolutely no possibility that there’d be a second person besides that person. The one who had entered his room must also be them.

Who was it?

Lin Wen had the habit of biting his nails when he was anxious. When he finally calmed down and regained his senses, the tips of his fingers were already covered in blood.

As he got off work, Lin Wen met Wang Ming in the elevator.

Wang Ming was a talkative young man. He loved to talk, laugh and was quite attentive to others. He was a very carefree and outgoing person.

He saw the wound on Lin Wen’s hand at a glance. He asked, “Brother, what happened to your hand?”

Lin Wen pressed his fingers against the gauze, it looked a little swollen and conspicuous. With a faint smile he said, “I accidentally cut it.”

“You’re so careless. Have you applied the medicine?” Wang Ming said.

Lin Wen absentmindedly responded to him. Suddenly his heart started burst, “Hey, where do you live?”

“There, at XX Square.”

Lin Wen didn’t make way.

“Then we won’t be on our way” ** (?? we wont be going the same way??)

Wang Ming suddenly hugged him and said, “Brother, let me go to your house.”

Lin Wen knew early on that Wang Ming was the same type of person as he was, but he just wasn’t interested in him.

Wang Ming wasn’t his type.

Lin Wen rejected his request and went home, ruling out the possibility that Wang Ming would be his stalker.

The stalker may have been his secret admirer. After entering his house and discovering his secret, they might have backed off due to fear.

But if they really were scared, would they take that many close-up shots of the body?

As long as he knew who it was, Lin Wen had already come to this point. No one is allowed to reveal secrets. Absolutely none.

Lin Wen had two secrets.

One was that he’s gay.

The second was that he had killed someone.

That someone was his brother.

Lin Wen was indeed tall, rich, and handsome, but those titles should have belonged to his older brother.

Well, let’s not talk about that now. What Lin Wen should focus on was about who saw him. Was it the one who followed him before?

Yes, there is absolutely no possibility that there’d be anyone else besides that person. The one who had entered his room must’ve also be them.

Who was it?

Lin Wen had the habit of biting his nails when he was anxious. When he finally calmed down and regained his senses, his fingertips were already covered in blood.

As he got off work, Lin Wen met Wang Ming in the elevator.

Wang Ming was a talkative young man. He loved to talk, laugh and was quite attentive to others. He was a very carefree and outgoing person.

He saw the wound on Lin Wen’s hand at a glance. He asked, “Brother, what happened to your hand?”

Lin Wen pressed his fingers against the gauze, it looked a little swollen and conspicuous. With a faint smile he said, “I accidentally cut it.”

“Ah, you’re so careless… Have you applied the medicine?” Wang Ming said.

Lin Wen absent-mindedly responded to him. Suddenly his heart burst, “Hey, where do you live?”

“There, at XX Square.”

Lin Wen mumbled inaudibly before saying, “Then we won’t be going the same way” 

Wang Ming suddenly hugged him and said, “Brother, let me go to your house.”

Lin Wen knew early on that Wang Ming was the same type of person as he was, but he wasn’t interested in him.

Wang Ming wasn’t his type.

Lin Wen rejected his request and went home, ruling out the possibility that Wang Ming would be his stalker.

The stalker may have been his secret admirer. After entering his house and discovering his secret, they might have backed off due to fear.

But if they really were scared, would they take so many close-up shots of the body?

Lin Wen had already come to this point. As long as he knew who it was he—

No one was allowed to reveal his secrets. Absolutely no one.