He was eleven when he got an older brother.
When he was fourteen, his brother's beautiful hands, long and strong, with evenly spaced knuckles, rested on the dark green umbrella. He happened to be wearing a dark green T-shirt.
It was as if his brother's hand were resting on him, and his skin prickled for no reason.
But the umbrella spirit told him he couldn't fall for his brother.
Was he not allowed to love his brother?
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When Chen Yu was fourteen, his mother suddenly adopted a little boy.
The boy gradually became his younger brother, just like a real one.
When Chen Yu was seventeen, he saw his younger brother's fair, bare waist, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.
He blamed himself every moment of every day.
How could he feel that kind of love for his little brother?
Theme: Stay positive and keep moving forward.
