The Debt of Desire
Language: en
Ethan was a underprivileged student I sponsored in the past. After I discovered him using my pajamas to satisfy himself, I decisively applied for an overseas assignment. The fair, handsome boy clung to my leg, crying miserably: "Bro, I promise I'll never do that again..." "Don't hate me, don't leave me..." I pulled away cruelly. Once I left, it was for eight years. When we met again, the boy had transformed into a tech billionaire. I raised my wine glass, smiling ingratiatingly: "Ethan, about the tech partnership, can we discuss it again?" Ethan slowly turned the ring on his ring…