The Years We Walked Together

Blurb: He Mijing: For a long time, I've thought that if one day I suddenly discovered, in some absurd twist of fate, that Lu Feng wasn't actually my brother, and he just happened to have his nerves scrambled after getting his head caught in a door, leaving him with questionable taste, I'd marry him without hesitation! Oh, no, I mean I'd marry him. What a shame, what a shame. A promising young man like Lu Feng is destined to devote himself to the world of danmei. Honestly, dating a high schooler is a pretty foolish thing to do. No matter how wonderful and pure it is, love will sooner or later be stained beyond recognition by society. Until I met Bai Yan. He made me believe that boys like him really do exist in this world: with a face as pure as snow, clear and bright in appearance, like a quiet, emerald-green poplar beside the school track. <<<<<<<<<<<< Author: Ahem. (Assumes a solemn pose.) Well, somehow this story turned literary as I wrote it. It's a very romantic story, and I expect it'll get even more romantic as it goes on. The male lead is Bai Yan. He's actually the product of a long-held grievance I've pieced together in my heart. How can a boy so composed and gentle (though he can be a little devious sometimes) always end up as the tortured second male lead in other people's stories! Rolling around, rolling around. P.S. The story is undergoing a major revision, so updates will be irregular. P.P.S. One more P.S.: Please, everyone, be generous and kind. I bow to you.