When Ye Man turned twenty-seven, a lottery ticket he bought on a whim won him 100 million yuan.
With that fortune as his safety net, he boldly slept with a man from Qinghai who was visiting Winter City as a tourist.
Before the man left, Ye Man clung to him—kissing him, hugging him, acting cute, and shamelessly seeking affection.
After the man was gone, Ye Man immediately deleted and blocked all contact with him, cutting ties completely.
One month later, at a guesthouse in Lhasa, the owner of the inn looked at him with a faint, knowing smile and said to the handsome Tibetan man beside him:
“Go ahead and have a seat with your friend.”
Ye Man felt a chill run through his entire body. He suddenly remembered what the man had said before leaving Winter City:
“While I’m not here, don’t go flirting around with other people. If I find out, I’ll throw both you and your side lover into the wilderness and let the wolves have you.”
