Heavy snow covered the streets in December. Wing was walking along the road with food in his hand. His ears were red with cold. He rubbed his hands and the heavy plastic bag made a red mark on his hands，which made him feel a dull pain. He changed his hand with the other and hurried home.

His hands were frozen stiff and seemed not to obey him. It took him some time to take out the key and open the door of the apartment.

The apartment was cold and there was no smell of fireworks. He put down his food, changed into an apron and began to cook.

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and he hurriedly put down his things to meet the man. This was a lover he had been with since high school, James.

Wing took the briefcase and suit from his hand and hung them on the clothes rack after packing them. Today marked the 10th year they had known each other. He made his favorite food for James and was going to celebrate it.

"James, I made hamburgers today and the pumpkin pie you like..."Wing seemed excited and kept talking, which upset James. His face was not very good. He waved his hand and told Wing to shut up."I have no appetite."

Wing came to an abrupt end. He stopped and looked at James walking upstairs and he was a very sensitive person. From the beginning of recent months, he obviously felt James's impatience with him, especially today he even forgot what day it was. Once upon a time, every time on this day, James would always buy him a bunch of flowers, give him a big hug after entering the door, and then take out the cakes and gifts he had ordered. He would also make James's favorite food, they would lie on the sofa together and comforted each other, and then they would dress up and have sex in the evening. They went on like this for nine years. Even when they were fresh out of school and had the hardest time, they could continue to stick to it because of mutual encouragement. However, ,when they finally lived a rich life in the 10th year, James forgot all about their anniversary.

What went wrong? Wing returned to the pool and felt a little bitter and made a meal in silence. Even if James said that he had no appetite, but the food was already in the pot, how could it be wasted? He filled the food out, sealed it with fresh-keeping film and put it in the refrigerator. Before James went to work tomorrow morning, he would take it out and heat it up before eating.

James's cell phone rang, which was shaking in his suit pocket. Wing wiped the water on his hand and wanted to take the mobile phone to James. James suddenly appeared behind him with anger in his voice."Who let you touch my things?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it. I want to give you the cell phone."James seldom treated Wing so harshly except in high school. His roar reminded Wing of all this. James was not always so gentle. He was so kind to him that he forgot what kind of person James was when he was in high school and what bad methods he used to chase him. His hands were cold sweat, and he lowered the head and did not dare to look at James.

James saw his expression and felt a little guilty. He scratched his hair, sighed softly, and then took Wing into his arms."Baby, I didn't mean to hurt you."

Wing's eyes were moist and put his head on James's chest and shook his head. James had not hugged him for a long time, and Wing was not willing to give up holding James. James simply put his cell phone into his pants pocket. He held Wing's legs with both hands and then held him in his arms. Wing held his neck for a moment and complained to him in a low voice and plaintively."You have forgotten what day it is today."

It was after Wing's reminder that James remembered that today was their anniversary. He reacted with a chuckle."How can I forget that today is the 10th anniversary of us."

"Nonsense, you obviously forgot."Wing's hand tightened a little, which made James a little out of breath. He patted Wing's ass,"Are you trying to murder your husband?"

With this,Wing hurriedly let go of his hand. He was very close to James, and the ambiguous atmosphere spread very quickly. James hurriedly carried him upstairs, kicked the door open and pressed him on the bed. Although the bed was very soft, but he hit it hard, making Wing groan in pain. Wing had always been very conservative in bed. Ten years later, he was still like a virgin, shy and inexperienced in sex.

James quickly stripped Wing of his clothes, which made Wing shiver coldly. James approached him. James was like a stove, burning him up. Where James kissed, all seemed to make him feel like he was on fire. Wing gasped and his legs twisted uneasily.

Wing was a bisexual person with small genitals. Every time he had sex with James, he suffered some injuries. He also knew that he didn't always make James feel happy. Except at the time when they first met, James never cared whether he felt pain or not during the sex, but only how he felt. Violent sex to him could give James more pleasure, but only made Wing feel pain.

Wing bit his lip and couldn't help whispering. He grabbed the quilt with one hand and covered his eyes with the other. He felt very shy about this and his eyes were full of tears.