Life has always been good to Tin Ping, a 10/10, a perfect man, people say a person can't be a jack of all trades.
A lie, you haven't met Tin Ping.
Absolutely handsome, tall, strong and athletic, intelligent, beautiful physique, rich and so on.
Even his nether region members were big and beautiful, truly a blessed man.
Live was always good to Tin Ping.
Originally an orphan it was very easy for him to leave the orphanage home, adopted by a good wealthy couple.
School, difficult?, not Lin Ping.
Sport, art, engineering, not difficult.
Nothing difficult.
Only difficulty was when the time came for Lin Ping to choose a course of study and career path, that was a dilemma.
So many things he could do.
He could even live off his face.
Lin Ping was a prolific playboy.
It wasn't his fault, for as long as he could remember there were always ladies swooning for him.
Back then he was naive little kid, girls in his class and around would take initiative and plaster him with kisses.
A shy adorable little boy.
the first pretty girl that had taken the step to ask him out, he couldn't bear to hurt her feelings and had agreed.
They dated for a few weeks, till the other girls that had backed off a bit couldn't hold it anymore and after seeing he was still saying nice to them and proceeded to ask him out too.
Poor Tin Ping couldn't say no to them, naive little kid, he didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
That was one of the worst moments of his life, so many girlfriends.
Later when his " harem " had seen how submissive their boyfriend was and their always increasing numbers, they themselves had lectured him on saying no.
From that little kid to now, he had grown, changed, matured.
From submission with a wide draining number of ladies, he was now in control, with a few following numbers of beauties.
As for why a few.
Because he wasn't a saint, even with his also existing talent in willpower as with the rest of his numerous talents, from a large number of temptations/women, there were a few he couldn't resist.
Generally life was good, he ate good, dressed good, felt good and dated good women.
Tin Ping walked the campus ground from a class, his hands in pocket as he replied politely with a smile on his face to the greetings of passer-bys and inquiries.
Some inquires were even fake, just an avenue for pursuers.
Tin Ping was campus union president, he was nominated and voted, winning by very large margin.
Amidst the excited gazes and passionate fervor of others he found himself thrust into this position.
All smiles through out the day, his facial muscles were already stressed from so much smiling.
How tiring.
if there was one thing no one else knew about Lin Ping, he was actually very tired of his life.
Life, his life was just so vain.
But he couldn't tell this to anyone, who would understand.
" What! , you're telling me you're depressed because your life is perfect
Who would truly understand.
Sometimes Tin Ping wished life could go from easy mode to hard for him.
Occupied in his thoughts, Lin Ping was caught unprepared as a black portal suddenly appeared from no where and swallowed him before disappearing.