"Brother Xuan, this is my return gift."
As she said that, the girl in front of her stood on tiptoes, her white and tender little hands carefully held the big brother's face in front of her, and her pink, tender and plump little mouth quickly kissed his.
Memories from sixteen years ago, the same dream over and over again in the past sixteen years.
"Xiaoyue, where are you?"
"Brother misses you very much. I miss you very much."