A Thousand Thoughts

Tough professor with a soft heart X Paranoid mind student.

I will join hands with despair, against my soul, against myself. —— Shakespeare, Richard III.

Seven years ago, Tang Xu met a boy with ragged clothes and scars all over his body.

He wasn’t a kind gentleman filled with compassion, yet he still held the boy’s hand when he left.

I love you. It’s pure paranoia.