The sky was growing dim, and the slanting rays of the sunset cast a glow as Ye City seemed to sit in the transition between summer and autumn, with a hint of chill in the air.
Bai Yanren stood in front of Bai Yanliang, a gentle smile on his face and a hint of question in his eyes.
The slightly cool evening breeze carried the sound of honking cars from the adjacent street.
Though the sound was piercing, it could not reach Bai Yanliang's ears at this moment.
"Thump thump—thump thump—"
His heart was pounding, and he involuntarily took a step forward, gazing at this person in front of him who he hadn't seen in ages, yet looked exactly as in his memories.
The evening wind tousled Bai Yanliang's hair, and the orangish light of the sunset stretched his shadow long.
At this moment, everything on this sidewalk seemed utterly silent, leaving only the two brothers.
Bai Yanliang opened his mouth, the word "brother" stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
