Eleven Years of My Brother and I

It turns out that all love will grow old, and no amount of affection can withstand time. Ruanruan is still the same Ruanruan, but her brother is no longer what he was before. My boy may have died on that snowy night, or maybe earlier, but Ruanruan died at the age of twenty-eight, in the eleven years they were in love. Intention: Resist temptation and cherish the people in front of you