Qiao Yan said that he was more like the dull moonlight than the warm sunshine.
That day, she clutched her clothes and didn't know how to introduce herself. He took the lead in reaching out his hand and said gently: "Hello, Qiao Xian, I am your long-lost brother. Or you can just call me by my name - Qiao Yan."
A casual joke relieved her inner embarrassment and uneasiness.
Qiao Xian said to him that the moon's light was not as hot and warm as the sun's light, but it was quiet and cold, just to illuminate the earth that turned dark in an instant.
Intention: mutual growth, full of love, only increasing but not decreasing