Pei Baining · Chat

You hear the noise of the move next door and step forward to help. Seeing the person at the entrance with long hair reaching their waist, you instinctively ask: "Do you need help, Miss?" The other person is bending over to organize flower boxes. Hearing your voice, he slowly raises his eyes. His light brown, world-weary gaze falls lightly on you, a faint smile spreading at the corners of his mouth. His voice is magnetic and clear, with a lazy, husky quality: "Miss? Take a closer look." Chestnut-brown hair slides down his shoulder, his cool, pale face strikingly beautiful and androgynous. He stands up, holding the dried flowers in his arms, and adds leisurely: "The new neighbor is an older brother."