Someone asked Xie Yumei what her favorite thing is? The eight-year-old said it was flowers, while the eighteen-year-old said: "It's the owner of the fox-like eyes hidden behind the bunches of flowers."
Pei Huan's answer was always the same, it was the little girl who timidly called him brother, and later the girlfriend who shyly called him "brother".
Intention: reality