"If you have so much time to judge others, give me a piggyback ride instead."
"No way, no way, I'm as thin as a fishbone, do you want me to snap in half under your weight?"
"You bastard!" Li Xinyuan was so angry that he laughed, forgetting his pain for a moment as he raised his fist and pummelled his best friend, twisting his knuckles on the latter's temple. "What are you implying? Calling me fat, are you?!"
The young adult let out an exclamation of pain. "Ow, ow, ow! That hurts, dickhead. Who called you fat? I didn't even say anything, you're too quick to jump into conclusions, is that my fault, huh?! Huh, is it?!"
Li Xinyuan gritted his teeth, closing his eyes as he took a deep calming breath and scoffed. "..." Calm down. Beating this guy up would be animal abuse and murder was a crime.
He wanted to become a surgeon, a dang good surgeon. He couldn't afford spending jail time just because of murdering a fool in pain induced rage.
New novel: Let Me In Your Heart, out now!
Marigold in the language of flower means grief, mourning and regret.
Also, this bitch is about to blow, o-o-ooh. (I'm tone deaf pitch wise)