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Yu Xi stared at the sweet cake in his hands. "...I wasn’t planning to," he muttered.
Yu Xi had never believed in softness. Not since the day he lost his mother. Not in the kind that didn’t come with a price. Not in the kind that didn’t rot beneath the surface. His life had been forged in the marrow of cruelty, shaped by the iron hush of cells that never saw the sun. Since her death, his world had been rusted, bloodied, and desolate. He only lived for his brother.
Unti ...
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