They were brothers, but they were forced to separate due to family disputes when they were young. But when two people with similar looks collide, what kind of story will they tell? Is it hatred or love?
Mu: Well, wait.
Lu: What?
Mu: Here are your trousers.
He raised the knife and dropped it, and a few pieces of broken white cloth fell from Mu Qing's hand, "No, it's yours."