The wind was so strong that it blew through Fu Yu's broken hair. He looked at the person in front of him who he had loved deeply for seven years.
"Xiao Yu, what do you want me to do?"
"Brother Shenghan," he smiled lightly, "I... Fell in love with someone."
"Really?" Sheng Han adjusted his glasses and looked up at Fu Yu, "Which girl does my Xiao Yu fall in love with?"
Fu Yu's face turned slightly red, "He is very good-looking... Wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He is the light in my heart... He is the person I want to pamper all my life."
"Really? That person is really lucky. He is held in the heart of our Xiao Yu," Sheng Han smiled slightly, "My brother is a little envious of him."
"Brother, why should I be envious? The person I love has always been... Brother!"
Intention: spiritual encounter