Mu Xinyue: When he was 16 years old, his parents died and he was taken to Xie's home by a person who was not related by blood.
I don't know when my ignorant adolescence was filled with him, and he was there wherever I went.
Liking is the beginning of a secret love, a secret that you dare not tell anyone.
Xie Jinyi: It's her! It's really her! The girl he brought home from the age of sixteen and raised with great care in his hands, the girl who had long since become part of his blood and become an integral part of his life! That girl whom he stared at her peaceful sleeping face countless times late at night, who suppressed his turbulent love countless times and did not dare to take a step beyond the limit! The person she likes is actually him!
Yueyue..." His hoarse voice sounded again, and his hot breath brushed her cool lips, carrying an inescapable weight, "Tell uncle..." "The person you like..." "Who is it? "
"It's... It's you, uncle. "Xie Jinyi." "For the first time, she didn't use an honorific, but directly called him by his name.
He was talking about living Buddha at home