When he saw Xiao Nuo for the first time, Su Li felt that he was a figure like the wind. He always looked out the window with a warm smile at the passing crowds or stared in a certain direction. The book in his hand always seemed so light, and he was surrounded by an aura of elegance and freedom. Su Li never thought that there would be anyone more chic than his brother. To be more precise, it was a kind of free and easy. Xiao Nuo was like a gust of wind that appeared in Su Li's sight from time to time. The feeling that he could not touch but existed made Su Li a little confused. The bright thing in his eyes when he looked at her made Su Li feel inexplicably anxious, but Su Li couldn't help it. Su Li wants to be that kind of person, and she even wants her brother to be that kind of person, someone who can live in his own world.