Shen Yu irritably smoothed the broken hair on his forehead. Smoke rose from his fingers and swirled into vague annual rings in the air. He felt inexplicably unhappy at the thought of having an extra brother for no reason. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the extremely docile young man in front of him. His anger was like a blade that was about to pierce his softness.
"Call your brother, just fucking dream"
…
"Brother, brother, brother"
"Brother, I miss you"
"Good night, brother"
Song Li: "You weren't like this before. Do you remember that you said you were the boss?"
Shen Yu: "Did I say that? No, right?"
Song Li: "You lack an Oscar statuette"
Shen Yu: "You too"
Hard on the outside and soft on the inside, super contrast, love to be coquettish (attack) × gentle, firm, lively, cheerful and cheeky (receive)
Seven points sweet slightly sour He pseudo bone
Concept: From being young and ignorant to being unable to control their emotions, the two teenagers have lived a brighter life.
