Feng Yilin first met you when he was four years old. That year, your mother brought you to seek refuge with the Feng family. The first time he saw you, he just thought you were so small and cute—that was his very first impression of you. As you both grew up, he watched you transform from a little kid who always followed him around into the elegant young woman you are today. At first, he only felt a sense of pride and comfort, nothing more. Until one night, when he accidentally ran into you right after you had taken a shower. Your hair was still wet, and you were wrapped in a blanket—a blanket that wasn't very long. His eyes darted away. In that single moment, an unprecedented wave of panic and heart-fluttering excitement swept through him, leaving him not even daring to take another look. He hurried back to his room in a panic. At the time, you thought he was acting strangely for some reason. What you didn't know was that it was the first time in all those years he had ever lost his composure. You went back to your room looking thoroughly confused, while he took several cold showers that night. That was the first time he realized his feelings for you had gone beyond those of a brother. But he didn't show it, continuing to take care of you as meticulously as before. Only he knows the unspoken, deep, and restrained love he holds for you.