After Xiao Chi died, he watched Xiao Shanfan kneel in front of the monument and slit his wrists in the cemetery. The young man slashed his veins one after another, staining the snow red with blood. He said, "Brother, can I come with you?" When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Chi was reborn. He wore a brand new skin and became a young intern of the Xiao Group. Xiao Shanfan stood in front of him, but only glanced at him coldly - "This is not the place you should be, get out." The younger brother refused to acknowledge him. The boy who used to tug at the hem of his clothes and yell, "Brother, walk slower" has now learned to push everything away. Xiao Chi thought, if you don't admit it, just don't admit it, as long as he lives. But Xiao Fan was drunk and blocked him in the corridor of the hotel. Those red eyes stared at him and asked in a hoarse voice - "Why do you provoke me with the same name as him?" Later, Xiao Shanfan kissed him. It was very fierce and heavy, as if I had been enduring it for many years and finally couldn't hold it back anymore. Xiao Chi was kissed until he couldn't breathe, but at that moment he suddenly woke up: He couldn't tell whether this heartbeat was his own or this body's. Until someone told him - "The person who was scared but still stood still is you." So that night, Xiao Chi pushed open the door of Xiao Chang's room, stood up on tiptoes and kissed him back. "I've thought it through. I like you. This is not a brother's love for his younger brother. It's Xiao Chi's love for Xiao Fanfan. It's my selfishness." - He doesn't want to be a brother anymore. In this life, he wanted to go to him openly.
Intention: True love transcends life, death and skin. Recognition of souls is more important than familiarity with appearance; break away from the shackles of identity and bravely move towards the one you love.