When Tang Sijia was 22 years old, she had just entered the society and rented an old, dilapidated and small top-floor apartment. It was cold in winter and hot in summer, and she was alone.
Until one day after work, there was a boy in the corridor.
The 18-year-old Shi Chuan, with scars all over his body, looked at her with clear eyes and held her hand: "Sister, help me."
Tang Sijia took him home in a trance, and there was a person waiting for her at home from then on.
The boy was beautiful, loved to laugh, and was sweet and considerate. From the beginning, they were siblings, but later they slowly crossed the line, like a raging fire.
After an intimate moment, Shi Chuan said, "Sister, I'm leaving."
The eighteen-year-old Shi Chuan had long learned to hide his fangs and use a fool who longed for a family and would not resent as a stepping stone to step into another level step by step.
Tang Sijia looked at Shi Chuan's resolute back from upstairs, and she really did not resent him.
However, she could not stop vomiting even when she touched something that Shi Chuan had touched.
| Short Title | : | SS |
| Alternate Title | : | 墊腳石 |
| Status | : | Completed |
| Author | : | Yu Yueyue |
| Genre | : | |
| Weekly Rank | : | #144 |
| Monthly Rank | : | #144 |
| All Time Rank | : | #11 |
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