Twelve months later, Gongliang Ye was lying in his bathtub, his naked feet balanced on the rim while he was leaning against the other side, one hand brushing over the edge next to him. The traces of Zhan Cheng’s fingernails that had dug into the wood when he banished the ghost could still be seen …
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SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (11)
When Gongliang Ye opened his door the next morning, he found Zhan Cheng standing on the steps, looking like a small, abandoned animal. He raised his brows at him and then stepped to the side, letting him inside. In any case, this look gave him hope that he wouldn’t have anything to worry about from …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (10)
Gongliang Ye stared at the human man that was still holding him with a silly smile. He couldn’t say that he regretted his choice. No, the sex had been good, especially after such a long time. He was merely worried about what the future might bring. When it came to this kind of union between …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (9)
Reaching his own house, Zhan Cheng went to lie down on his bed, staring at up at the ceiling. In his thoughts, he continued to see the face of the witch. This just … He knew that he couldn’t expect anything but he couldn’t help himself. Well, with time, maybe this would lessen. Also, he …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (8)
Zhan Cheng stared at him, not knowing how to feel. He had expected a lot but he hadn’t thought the truth would be so … complicated. He had thought that this was merely about Gongliang Ye’s parents themselves. To now have a third person involved … He kept quiet for a moment and the witch …
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Zhan Cheng started to ask around in the town the very same day. He hadn’t told anyone yet that Gongliang Ye had been able to help him with his problem. He didn’t want to put even more attention on the witch. Even though being helped by him should have a positive effect, after what had …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (6)
It took a whole week for Zhan Cheng to feel somewhat normal again. At this time, he was finally able to visit some of the other towns in the vicinity to stock up on a few more supplies even though he felt completely drained after each visit. Looking at everything that he had gathered, Zhan …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (5)
By the time the rice had finished cooking, Zhan Cheng wasn’t doing that much better. When Gongliang Ye came over and helped him up, Zhan Cheng realized that he was probably right: Even though the witch was quite tall, he clearly lacked physical strength. That so-called help that he was currently rendering him really didn’t …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (4)
The witch put on the mask and then got up, still chanting faintly. His voice reverberated in the small hut, the sound low and a little rough around the edges, maybe even husky. He slowly stepped toward the tub, each movement resonating with an intangible energy that made Zhan Cheng feel trepidation. His heart raced …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (3)
The witch faintly raised his brows when he saw that there were more than the ingredients he had actually written down. He raised his gaze to Zhan Cheng, silently asking for an explanation. Zhan Cheng’s ears reddened when he was looked at like that. "That … Well, as I said, they didn’t really seem to …
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