"I remember when I was in the Black Abyss Valley, every morning you would run to the pool and take a picture to see what you looked like."
Victor Shi pulled Leon Chen to sit next to him. Instead of comforting him, he talked about the past.
Lifting up the hair hanging on his junior brother's forehead with his fingers, Victor Shi looked into a pair of dazed eyes and couldn't help but gently touch the small red mole at the corner of Leon Chen's eyes.
Victor Shi used to hate this deeply, ever since he heard about fate and destiny many years ago.
Even if the kinship and love in this world are thrown away, the wound still exists.
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