When he met Qin Xian again, the boy was standing leaning against the sink, his shoulders drooped.
When I noticed the movement, I raised my head to look at the person coming, my eyes were like mist-covered crystal beads, beautiful and empty.
The boy looked at him with a pale face, his expression cold and tired. From time to time, water droplets rolled down his face from the wet forehead.
The heat caused by being maliciously poured wine spread from the corners of his eyes, dyeing the surrounding area red. It was the only bright color on his entire face except his lips.
He was different from before, Xu Chengwei realized later.
In fact, he had only seen it once, and the startling glimpse made him never forget it.
The young man's spirit was as bright as a star, and his clear laughter flowed in the wind. He passed by him.
No wonder Xu Chengwei remembers the boy he only met once so clearly.
That year there was the coldest and snowiest winter in the past few years, and that day there was the earliest and liveliest first snowfall in the past few years.
The sudden snow shocked the friends around him and locked the boy's figure into his heart.
The inexplicable feelings made Xu Chengwei soften his heart, and he took Qin Xian home.
Qin Xian has been with him for seven years. They get along like a family and have a close relationship.
Xu Chengwei once thought that their relationship would always be so good, until Qin Xian started to rotate around in concerts, groups, and travels non-stop. Except for family dinners during holidays, he almost never saw anyone, and he mostly responded to his concerns with silence.
The boy who was unguarded against him grew up and had a secret that could not be told to him.
The boy group's facade is attacked by a powerful and long-haired beauty.
Qin Xian is a red plum kept in captivity by Xu Chengwei. The scarred broken branches are reshaped and new pride grows.
Intention: Clarify yourself and reach new heights.