When I was eight years old, I dug out a two-year-old frozen cat in the snow.
I saved half a piece of steamed bun to feed him, and from then on he had a little tail behind him.
When he was fifteen years old, he was shaking as he clutched the tuition bill that I had sold my blood for and said, "Brother, will it be okay for me to marry you when I grow up?"
I slapped him on the back of the head with my backhand: "Young boy, have you become stupid from studying?"
Until the night of his graduation ceremony, when he pressed me under the ginkgo tree.
When twenty years of brotherly love melted on the tip of his tongue, I was shocked to realize——
I have been waiting for this kiss for a long time.
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