Hearing Xin Yun's words, Ming Xuan's expression changed in an instant, his face becoming pale as he slowly raised his head and looked deeply at Xin Yun. "You're right, I admit it... you see very clearly. But I don't even know what to do myself. You should understand that love and hate are not controlled by oneself, to like is to like, to hate is to hate. I can't control it. Please, help me... I'm begging you."
Upon hearing Ming Xuan's words, Xin Yun let out a huge sigh of relief. It was evident... even at this moment, even though Xin Yun was so embarrassed, Ming Xuan still regarded him as a brother, as a mate, as a friend.
Many shameful things might need to be carried on one's shoulders alone, hidden from parents and relatives, but in front of brothers, anything can be spoken about and discussed. This is what it means to be brothers!
