With the help of the dim light, I gently stroked his face. The face that looked exactly like mine when I was a child has long since disappeared - the delicate eyebrows have become thicker, the gentle blue eyes have become deep, and the contours of the cheeks have gradually become clearer... Lian no longer looks like Lian, he is no longer the Lian who thinks clearly with me! He has changed! The people who were once most familiar became completely unfamiliar in an instant. The scariest thing is that I still love him so deeply. Yes, I love him. And it's not just a sister's love for her brother, maybe, from the beginning, it wasn't.