Eric Fong’s relationship with his family hasn’t been great ever since he came out of the closet, but he owns a dim sum restaurant that’s quite successful, and he’s happy at least one aspect of his life is proceeding smoothly. Granted, his life would have been much better if he had a boyfriend because then he wouldn’t feel quite as lonely. However, overall, he’s satisfied with his life.<br><br>Benjamin Wen is the owner of The Crossroads Diner. Eric thinks Benjamin is cute, and something about the owner of the diner is intriguing. Most importantly, Benjamin prepares food that tastes identical to the ones Eric’s late maternal grandmother used to make for him. There are other aspects of the diner, such as the strange customers who gawk at Eric and only stare at their food and drinks instead of enjoying them, that he considers to be fascinating. He visits the diner night after night, hoping to solve the mysteries behind its existence. Along the way, he finds himself falling for Benjamin. But Benjamin is hiding quite a few secrets from him. Things Benjamin seems unwilling to reveal.<br><br>Can Eric and Benjamin’s relationship survive in spite of the secrets? Or are they destined to go their separate ways?

The Crossroads Diner

“Have a seat. Let me deal with the soul who has just entered the diner before you. Then we can talk.”


Catrina didn’t utter a single word in response, and her facial expression remained neutral as she approached the counter. Benjamin couldn’t guess at what was going through Catrina’s mind, but he had a strong feeling it would be nothing good. At least not for him. He was rather distracted while serving the latest soul in his diner, but he still managed to perform his duty without making any mistake. Once he was done, he walked toward Catrina and slowly sat next to her.


“How are you feeling this evening?” Catrina inquired after several seconds of silence had passed between them.


That was certainly unexpected, and Benjamin gaped a little before he shrugged at Catrina. “Much calmer. What’s my punishment? Do I have to tend to the diner for another one hundred years? Two hundred? Or has Persephone come up with something else?”


Chapter 69