Jiang Jiayan thought that he and Jiang Yuyan could only be enemy brothers who quarreled whenever they met.
But from the window seat of Class 7 (4), I could always meet the eyes of the class next door; in the evening breeze on the way to school, there was always someone following behind me silently.
Jiang Yuyan: "Brother, do you dislike me?"
Jiang Jiayan looked away, but the tips of his ears turned red quietly: "... No."
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Concept: A young man's thoughts are hidden in the evening breeze and each other's eyes.