When I was accosted at the Bangkok airport, the person I was living with who was said to be "down and out" suddenly appeared and pulled me behind me.
With a stern face and without saying a word, he put me on the back seat of his motorcycle and took me back to his small rental house.
There is only one bed in the house. "You sleep." He threw the quilt to me and made the floor himself.
But the next day I had a fever, and I vaguely felt him pressing my forehead against me to test my temperature, and breathing very close to me.
After the fever subsided, I found that he always avoided my eyes.
Until I saw a profile photo of me secretly taken seven years ago on his old mobile phone. The screen was broken, but it was well preserved.
Jin Chao, have you really just regarded me as your sister these past few years?
Super beautiful, looking forward to the follow-up