He is sunny and handsome, he is literary and martial, he is my brother who loves and protects me.
He is cute and childish, he is innocent, and the one who loves me and holds me dear is my younger brother, Xiaojie.
The squeamish Xiaojie can actually win the love of Zhiyu that no one else can get, just because of his innocence, or is it because of his endless blood?
It turns out that softness can really subdue toughness.
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