Don't you know, I like you very much. What should I do? I really have nothing to do with you. When they met for the first time, the young man smiled softly, "Gu Yici, right? That sounds nice. My name is Chen Beiran." Later the young man joked, "No matter what, I am older than you and I am your senior brother, so I call you brother." Yici followed the boy behind him every day and called him "brother" throughout high school. "But brother, don't you know, I like you." Yici, who was on the verge of collapse in the second semester of her senior year of high school, said to Chen Beiran, who was already calling to comfort Yici on the P University campus. "But haven't you always been my sister..." Yici had the honor to hear the panic of that calm young man for the first time. "Chen Beiran, do you dare to say that you don't know anything about it?"... What came was a deathly silence. Yici couldn't help laughing, hung up the phone and then lost contact.
Until a year later, when a group of friends held a party at a store near the university, I looked up and saw Chen Beiran opening the door and looking at her. He laughed, "It's been so long that I don't even recognize my brother, Xiao Ci?"
Still the bright and dazzling young man.
Just like before.