Luo Yi originally thought that he would live like this until the day he passed away from this world, but God inadvertently played a joke on him, allowing him to meet Qiao Qing, who was confused and had poor grades, but had a very good-looking face.
From that day on, his life changed, and he had someone he could maybe call a friend who was willing to talk to him.
Just when he thought he could always be friends with Qiao Qing, his heart couldn't help but hold Qiao Qing in it.
If he hadn't told him his feelings, maybe he wouldn't have left. He could only blame himself for being disgusting, for having such thoughts towards his friend, and a boy.
"Qiao Qing, I think I might like you."
"..."
"And it's not the kind of love between friends, but the kind of love between lovers."
"..."