Yearning for Qin

Qin Yi had always wanted to find the figure from his childhood memories, the little glutinous rice ball who had once left a “vermilion mark” on his wrist. But he gradually discovered that the grown-up version of that little rice ball was completely different from the child he remembered, and had become much better at bullying him, too. Even so, there was still an inexplicable bond between them. It seemed that this longing had begun long ago and had quietly carried on through the years…