When Lin Yang opened the door, the strap on his back was loose. Shen Yun tied it three times before tying it up. It didn't fasten the first time, and it came loose the second time. The third time, his thumb paused on the knot for a moment longer, as if confirming something. She turned and looked at him. Then she grabbed the corner of his clothes, tiptoed and kissed him. "Brother, are we considered gay?" He lowered his head and pushed her broken hair behind her ears. "Don't be afraid. I'm here." She knew she shouldn't push the door, her heart beat faster when she called him "brother", and she shouldn't kiss him. But she did it all. He didn't let go either. Behind that door, there is a summer that should never have started, and two people who don't intend to look back. "Do you regret it later?" She asked. He smiled freely, as if he had never been afraid of anything in his life. "What are you regretting? When you opened the door, I had no intention of letting you leave." - The lights of the restaurant next door were never turned off again.
Intent: People who grew up in broken original families can still find a hug in each other that won't let go. Love does not need to be named, nor does it need to be recognized by everyone. As long as there is a door that is always open for you and a person who is always looking up behind the counter waiting for you - platonic staying together is also a complete ending.
