Xiao Che had never seen such a look before. When he looked at him passionately, he almost failed to catch it.
Before he could react, the owner of that look realized that he had let something slip, so he ran far away and hid, and the flower bones that had not yet bloomed were completely bent as if they were frosted.
After years of separation, Xiao Che met many people, but that warm and gentle look in his eyes always lingered in his mind...
It would be a lie not to regret it. I should have kept him close to me at that time so that he could not go anywhere.
When they met again, both of them were no longer teenagers. Xiao Che, with a drunken silence, held him, silently forced him, and made him say that he liked her over and over again...
Intention: Bravely pursue love