The story of two gay men happening in real life
I still hope that the happy time can continue, just like now, the uninterrupted beauty echoes in the early morning cabin. My brother is still my brother, the brother who sheds bright sunshine, the brother who concentrates on the keyboard. I am still the brother, that innocent and lovable child, that strong-willed and brave warrior. But I walked through the gap of time and space and came to the late past, but I hope that this will no longer be a dream. A stream of hot steam emerged between the black and white keys, which made people feel trance-like and wandering for a moment. The beautiful dance unfolded on the slender and agile fingertips, just like dancers showing their most touching emotions in soft and vigorous dance steps, which made people intoxicated. And I had long forgotten my legs, flying freely with my brother in the vast wilderness and among the high peaks.