Jiang Yuyan's secret love began in the midsummer when he was sixteen.
He secretly hid the school uniform jacket worn by his brother and traced the words "Jiangfuzhou" over and over in his diary, thinking that he had hidden it perfectly. Until Jiang Fuzhou, a sophomore in high school, pushed open the door of his room and threw the coat in front of him with dark eyes: "Jiang Yuyan, do you know what you are doing?"
The price for the secret being exposed was a two-year chase.
He was waiting downstairs with breakfast in his hands, and Jiang Fuzhou threw it into the trash can in front of him. He stood in the rain all night, and all he got was "Don't embarrass me." On the night when he came of age, he was drunk and dialed the one hundred and third phone number, but still received a cold busy signal.
Later, Jiang Fuzhou was ordered by his father to study abroad. He stood at the airport and watched the taking-off flights, and suddenly he smiled - it turned out that giving up was much easier than persisting.
Five years later, Jiang Fuzhou returned with thunderous momentum, took over the Jiang Group, and became the youngest talker in the business world.
And Jiang Yuyan stood in the corner of the reception, holding champagne and smiling at others: "That Mr. Jiang? I don't know him well."
He got a new boyfriend, changed his number, and crushed that shady secret love into the wind of twenty. He thought he was finally free.
Until the lock of the apartment door was picked open, Jiang Fuzhou stood in the entrance hall against the light, his eyes filled with overwhelming possessiveness: "Xiao Yan, does my brother allow you to fall in love?"
Captivity began that day.
Fingerprint locks were installed on the penthouse, the windows were boarded up and all electronic equipment was replaced. Jiang Yuyan smashed the vase, bit his brother's wrist, and cursed in the most vicious words. Jiang Fuzhou just wiped the tears from his face over and over again, and said in a very soft voice: "It doesn't matter if you hate me, at least you are looking at me."
In one hundred long days, Jiang Yuyan went from resistance to silence, and from silence to obedience. He no longer tried to escape, learned to hand Jiang Fuzhou his slippers when he came home, and acquiesced in the hug late at night.
Until one morning, he found that the password on the door lock changed to his birthday.
"You can leave at any time." Jiang Fuzhou stood in the morning light, looking more tired than ever before, "But if you can choose to stay -"
Jiang Yuyan didn't say anything, but just stepped forward and took the initiative to hold his brother's hand for the first time.
He thought that they all prepared for the worst in love, but fortunately they finally got the best ending.
In the winter when I was twenty-five years old, the aurora in Iceland was as brilliant as daylight.
Jiang Fuzhou knelt on one knee on the dark volcanic rock, with two plain rings embedded in the ring box: "Jiang Yuyan, from the age of sixteen to now, you are the only accident that I cannot control."
"So, are you willing to be trapped by me for the rest of your life?"
The aurora fell in his eyes, and Jiang Yuyan smiled and stretched out his hand.
This time, it is not imprisonment, but a return.
Intention: Love is not a prison, it means that after giving you freedom, you still choose to come back.