Ling Jun is purer than I am; I really don’t want to admit this fact.

　　I recalled that once while we were texting, he sent me a sentence, “I want you to eat me …”

　　I waited for a long time for an explanation- as shocked as if I had nearly stepped on a landmine. I immediately sent a astonished emoji and a bunch of exclamation marks.

　　I didn’t expect that after all these years Ling Jun had hidden such brutal tastes deep in his heart.

　　After a long moment, Ling Jun was slow to reply,  “Just then was a typo, I meant I want you to eat my cooking. What did you think I was saying?”

　　I was guilty and no longer had any face to see him. “No … no I wasn’t thinking about anything.”