Jin Zelin knew, that senior brother's appearance was indeed outstanding, yet he always wore a cold expression and didn't like to speak much, making him difficult to approach at times.
In fact, the younger disciples held great respect for their senior brother, but he was different from those disciples. Since childhood, he knew that senior brother cherished him deeply, and the two had always been closer than anyone else.
He had never thought of separating from his senior brother, but now, he felt a sense of crisis.
Yet now, looking at the familiar face before him, Jin Zelin's heart raced suddenly, so familiar, so close—yet why must they drift apart?
He doesn't want to... really doesn't want to...
And for a moment, he truly wanted to possess his senior brother, to make him completely his own.
Wouldn't it mean they'd never be separated?
