Part 3The Snow in New York

First time I met Carter, was at a classmate's birthday party.

Tested into bustling metropolis from remote village, I worked hard for half a year, still couldn't adapt to completely different college campus.

Study became unimportant thing.

Social, circle, family background and messy abilities are.

I have nothing.

Walking alone.

As an orphan, I already used to this state.

But still felt indescribable loneliness when squeezed out of crowd at lively party.

I met Carter at this time.

He leaned on terrace railing, smoking uninhibitedly.

Seeing me, turned hand handed cigarette holder over, smiled unrestrained.

"Smoke?"

That instant, I heard heart beating thumping sound, so deafening.

I was certain I met same kind, started running behind his butt.

But that night's loneliness was just fleeting illusion, Carter actually is undisputed campus prince, always surrounded by countless men and women.

I was so inconspicuous among them.

But Carter didn't drive me away.

He tacitly allowed me stay by his side, like raising a stray dog no need feeding.

I just became his little tail.

Once, playing Truth or Dare.

I drew punishment to kiss a boy at same table.

I dared not refuse, afraid they think I spoil fun, just about to hard scalp kiss down.

Carter suddenly exploded, dragged me out.

In dim night, he angrily bit my lips, forcefully sucked rubbed.

My brain lack oxygen, near suffocation.