In the winter of 1998, He Jing entrusted Qiao Zechuan, who was more than one year old, to Zeng Tao and then died.
Qiao Zechuan became Song Zheng's second brother. They grew up under the same roof, slept in the same bed, and walked the same path. They thought that this was how they would be for the rest of their lives - two people who could not be separated.
From ignorance to the age of twenty-one, they spent twenty years learning to get closer, let go, and get closer again.
Zeng Tao's illness, family debt, the sense of wandering brought about by life experience, and seven years of separation - each of them endured the period of life in which the other was absent.
No one can let go of their obsession despite hating or hurting.
"Take my hand, nothing but death can separate us."
That year Song Zheng was four and a half years old and Qiao Zechuan was five years old. They don't know that this sentence will take a lifetime to fulfill.
More than half of the manuscript has been saved and can be stably updated. The article is being revised.
Intention: Grow up well