Thirteen years ago, Yu Jingchao lost his little dumpling.
Thirteen years later, a young man broke into his life. He saw the shadow of his little dumpling on the young man's face, and he couldn't help but get closer. He knew it was impossible, but it was so similar that he couldn't help but think of the boy as a little boy.
The young man hides many secrets, but he doesn't care, as long as his little dumpling doesn't leave.
"Jing Chao, why do you always ask me to call you beautiful brother?" The young man's clear eyes seemed to look straight into his heart.
He could only escape, he knew it was unfair to him, but he really missed his little dumpling too much.
