I used to be head over heels for Hua Rang, my unofficial, non-blood-related “young uncle.”
Three years ago, right after a car crash left him temporarily blind, I let my impulses get the best of me, snuck into his bed, and devoured him whole. Before the fallout could hit, I packed my bags and fled abroad under the guise of studying overseas.
Now, back in the country, I had spent the last few weeks trying to convince myself that everything was fine. But at a recent family dinner, my mom casually spilled a piece of news that blew my entire world apart:
“Back then, to throw off his business rivals, your uncle actually feigned his blindness. Kept the whole family in the dark, too.”
Feigned it? He was… faking it?!