Feng. [FEDGAR / FEDGAR]

cold evening... dark streets, lit only by lanterns... in a warm house... there are only two people... two guys are sitting on the sofa in the living room... one is hugging the other... Feng hugs Edgar, gently stroking his back, calming him down... Edgar is in tears, his face expresses nothing but indifference and helplessness deeply hidden inside his cold heart. -It's okay, you can trust me... I won't break you anyway... - Feng says, with obvious sincerity and a desire to reassure his love.

Edgar is a complicated person. His feelings are hard to understand. That's why no one wanted to try to understand him. Who needs other people's problems when they have enough of their own? -I don’t care anymore.. – the teenager whispered. Feng didn't stop. He forced him to open up and trust. He was the only one who understood what his future boyfriend felt. //Have a good role. I remind you that this is my fantasy and if you don't like it, I ask you not to communicate.//