The story of a somewhat willful and kind-hearted prodigal son and his progressive and sensible younger brother.
+++++Han Yan: (slapping the table) Damn it! Goatee wants me to copy books again. Hum hum hum, I will cut off all his beard next time.
+++++Han Qingyi: (quietly making a silent gesture) Shh~ Ayan, I will secretly copy it for you later.
++++++Han Yan: (raises his sleeves to cover his face) I'm not, I'm not! You got the wrong person.
++++++Han Qingyi: Ayan (grabbing one shoulder of his brother), come with me.
Intention: None