Liu Cenxi has lived for eighteen years and has only learned one thing - be good, be sensible, and don't cause trouble, so that you won't be left behind.
Until his mother remarried, he moved into that strange villa and met his stepbrother, Xiao Yin, who was cold and distant, with thorny eyebrows.
When we first met him, he was a helpless person. He lowered his head and called him "brother" softly, only to receive a careless and perfunctory response.
He thought that he would always be despised and ignored, like a weed that no one cared about.
Little did he know that those duplicitous "smooth hands", those silent concerns, and those gazes hidden under indifference, had long been the heartbeat of the young man that he dared not express.
In an accident, he lost all his memory and the world reset to zero.
All the timidity and flattery in the past disappeared, leaving only a blank trust that fell on him without reservation.
Xiao Yincai finally dared to admit that his heart had been moved once, in the past that no one knew;
I am also willing to wait again, at this moment when he opens his eyes again.
In the night filled with fireworks, he lowered his head and kissed him, his voice hoarse:
"Cen Xi, I like you."
The amnesiac boy's eyes were slightly red, and he hugged back gently: "Me too."
The day the memory came back to life, all the cautions and awkward temptations from the past came flooding back.
He thought he would be pushed away, but he heard the man say softly:
"Brother, I love you."
It turned out that there was some excitement, but once it started, it was hard to stop.
It turns out that there is some tenderness. Even if I do it again, it will only be for you.
This time, there is no need to please, no need to be timid,
He could finally be loved openly and openly.
Intention: True love does not need to please, but will be firmly chosen. Love doesn't have to be dazzling, clumsy and sincere, but it's still moving enough.