The first time Bai Qingjin met him was in the park. Who knew he would become the adopted son of his mother's best friend the second time? When he was pressed to call Bai Qingjin "brother", Bai Qingjin: There is no need...
But he still called me "Brother" obediently
Everyone seems to be so tenacious, but there are some hard-to-accept stories hidden behind them. "This winter is here again." The teenagers redeem each other. I wonder if the world will give them a road...
When the rays of light fall obliquely on you, you are lucky.
Yan Jinxia, you are my unprecedented hope.
Bai Qingjin, you are the light in the dark rest of my life.
Flowers formed: plum blossoms
Intention: Be your own breeze