That day, Zhixing slowly slid down the corner of the wall, buried his head in his arms, and cried like an undefeated flower defeated by the wind and rain. It happened that that day, Zhou Chi, dressed in a black assault jacket, walked toward the light, slowly squatted down, and raised Zhixing's chin: "Are you my sister? She's so old, and she's still crying?"
Concept: handsome and dazzling Zhou Chi, obedient and lovable Zhixing