Chapter 06

　　When Michael came in, David was choking Sam. He pushed David away and held Sam Wen in his arms. He yelled at David, \"You fucking moron, do you have any idea what you’ve done? Low life scum. Filth like you belong in the gutter. I really shouldn\'t have brought you back.\"

　　Hearing this, David looked up at Michael.

　　His anger and disgust could not be disguised, so naked. For a moment, David felt like he had been stripped naked and thrown out to the street.

　　Low-life scum.

　　Sam Wen’s words had stung more. \"Maybe your slut of a mother had seduced Mr. Sheng...\"

　　If it\'s true, then Michael could be his brother. He felt nauseous.

　　Coughing heavily, Sam Wen pulled Michael closer.\"I\'m fine.\"

　　\"Your throat is hoarse. Stop talking!\" Michael picked Sam up and said softly, \"I\'ll take you to the hospital.\"

　　Michael comforted Sam Wen and said to David with a cold face, \"This cannot happen again.\"

　　\"Fuck you.\"

　　There are so many professions in the world. So many ways to make money besides acting. If Michael can keep him as a toy, then other, richer men can, too.

　　Whatever Michael and Sam had between the two of them, it shouldn’t have anything to do with him.

　　He and Michael certainly had feelings for each other, but it was so long ago.

　　\"Say it again!\" Michael gritted his teeth.

　　David stared into his eyes and said, \"Michael, I\'ll give you the money back. I don’t want to be involved in the entertainment industry anymore. As for the video, you can send it to grandma if you want.\"

　　As soon as his voice fell, Michael slapped him in the face, and his fierce slap was full of hatred.

　　\"Who do you think you are? I took you out of the mud, I can send you right back in!\"

　　Michael turned around and left with Sam Wen in his arms.

　　David couldn\'t get up for a long time.

　　Michael had been particularly rough last night, and now he had exerted himself more than he should have. The adrenalin rush has passed, and fatigue overcame him. His ears were ringing and his vision was blurred.

　　Ten years ago, his parents had died in a car accident. He was also in the car. The accident had caused him to lose his eyesight temporarily, and he was blind for two years. Gradually, he recovered his eyesight. But then five years ago, he met Michael. Though he had his sight back, this was when he had truly gone blind.

　　Sometimes, David wished he hadn’t regained his sight. The image of Michael had been burned permanently into his mind, and there was no way he could unsee it. There was no way he could get him out of his mind, or his heart.

　　His parents were addicts. Paul, Michael’s bastard uncle, had been the one who had brought them into the fold.

　　Just before the car accident ten years ago, his parents had planned to sell him for drug money.

　　However, his father had been so high, that the car had hit the guardrail. His father had been behind the wheel. His mother had protected David with her own body.

　　If his mother hadn\'t died, David might have asked her, would you still have sold your son? He often wondered, if she had survived, how would she have dealt with the whole situation?

　　But both his parents had died, and he lived like a rat in a sewer. Michael was right, he was trash. His parents were trash, too. If he had known that Michael was Paul\'s nephew when he was a teenager, he would have preferred to stay blind.

　　He had learned this news five years ago when Michael\'s father had ordered him to leave.