My name is Jiang Baiyu, and I have known my brother for 23 years now, and I have liked him for 12 years.
Originally, I planned to wait until I got his answer, but now I am tired and want to let go of the hand I held one-sidedly.
So I wrote my story with him in the letter and left it with him.
It's a bland first-person narrative, and the preface is almost the same as the introduction. The content inside was written down by the 28-year-old Jiang Baiyu in his memories, so it's not like a 5-year-old child with pseudo-bones. There is no difference between the two of them, and they write wherever they dream, avoiding lightning by themselves : P
Purpose: Love life