A Intense Longing

When did this daily liveliness enter his life?

He had been used to more than twenty years of isolation. He felt so comfortable, despite being suddenly pushed into this liveliness.

How great!

He could not help but look towards Yun An and Shen Qianshu. His gaze suddenly deepened. Both of the foreheads were pressed together as they whispered to each other. Shen Qianshu's lips were almost touching Yun An's cheek.

"…" Ye Ling was dumbstruck.

Although he liked men, weren't they overly intimate?

Li Chen sat two rows behind them and was not far away. As Yun An spoke to Shen Qianshu, he had to lower his voice. Shen Qianshu asked mysteriously, "Is he my Big Brother?"

"No."