Shen Yanzhou was adopted into the Shen family when he was three years old. When he was five years old, his sister Shen Yu'an was born.
Shen Yuan was brought up by him. The first word she learned was not "mom" but "brother". From then on, there was a little tail behind him that could not be shaken off - she kissed him, hugged him, was the first to rush to him after school, and said, "My brother belongs to me alone."
He thought she was just young and dependent.
When she was six years old, he knelt down to tie her shoelaces. The sunlight falling on his eyelashes made his eyes light, and this light also illuminated a different kind of her.
When she was fifteen, she kissed him. He avoided her for three years and would rather she hate him.
What was hiding was that she had cut her wrists. The bathroom floor was covered in blood. He knelt on the ground and hugged her, his whole body trembling, and said, "Okay, I'll give you whatever you want."
She smiled in his arms.
Later he stopped hiding. She couldn't tell when he started to change, but she just noticed that he no longer turned sideways or looked away. He seemed to finally admit something—but never said it out loud.
This is a story about possession, surrender and destination. She is the hunter and he is the prey. But later no one could tell who was trapped.
Intention: True belonging is not blood, but my willingness to hand over myself for you