For Chu Yiran, we are all brothers in the world.
Although his brother Zhao is overly good-looking and has delicate and soft eyebrows, no matter how delicate he is, he is still a man after all.
The first time he woke up from Jing Zhao's bed after drinking too much, he had no distracting thoughts and was very calm.
"Hey, brothers are just sharing a bed. It's so normal."
In the early morning after drinking for the second time, he was shocked to realize that he had been wrapped around the other person's waist all night. He hurriedly pulled his hand away and leaned back, falling straight out of bed.
Everyone was confused: No way, I actually slept with him in my arms all night?
When he woke up from a drunken sleep for the third time, his mind was completely shut down. He looked at the marks on the two people's bodies. No matter how slow he was, he still understood what happened last night. He hurriedly put on his clothes and just wanted to run away.
I was wailing crazily in my heart: It's over, it's over, why did I sleep with my good brother?
But he had no idea that from the moment he stepped into Yunwu Mountain and appeared in front of Jing Zhao again, all the encounters and interactions he had had were never accidental.
Little did he know that the good brother he was leaving behind, huddled in tears, was the little Qingmei he had missed for many years.
A cheerful and dull photographer x a scheming and miserable tea plantation owner
Straight men are slow to warm up, with a sense of joy.
Intention: Love does not need to be hidden