"You can't do that," Jun said suddenly as if he had just snapped out of daze. The words left him sharper than he expected.
"Why not? I can actually stay wherever I want to. I won't just force myself to do things and not do things because people are gonna talk, or think whatever." Yushan said, and the irritation in his voice was not hidden.
His tone carried a tired finality, the kind that came from someone who had reached the end of trying to impress people. "Xiao Jun.. if you want to live peacefully and not pressure yourself to death especially in this industry that you just joined, stop worrying about how people will see you, how they will talk about you, how they will think of you.. it took me years to learn that, and from now on, that's how I'm going to live, it's unless the world adjust to the new me, or we drop each other." He added, and after those words, he stride toward the entrance of the 'pack house.'
