After all, he is a child and does not understand the world.
"Xu Yi Xu Yi." I always like to call him by his name repeatedly instead of calling him brother.
"I like you very much." I suddenly ran into his arms, folded my dazzling wings like a butterfly, turned into a tiny flower, and bloomed on his chest, "Do you like me?"
The young man hesitated and did not dare to answer.
"Huh? Then you will always like me in the future, right?"
The young man pursed his lips and said at a loss: "It should be possible."
It should be possible, if things don't go in another direction, but follow the trajectory we should have, the end point should be clear. If I hadn't met him.
Conception: