What is love? Some people say it starts like a fairy tale and ends like a joke...
The first time I met Xiong Qing was when I was very young. We were in the same class. He was a clean boy with the quiet and elegant temperament of a man.
He is very smart and can be half a teacher, but no classmates will go to him because he doesn't like to talk and seems so lonely and aloof.
He intervened in my world and integrated into my life, but such a subtle emotion makes people even more afraid of getting it because of the fear of losing it.
I successfully turned my love into worship and buried the pain in my heart. For ten years, we became the people who know and trust each other best.
Xiong Qing asked me what kind of existence he is in my heart. I replied: "Closer than relatives, more loved than lovers..."