C40 Brother

The gentle breeze in the valley was like a veil on a girl's body, gentle, euphemistic, kind. It was as if all the beautiful words could not be described.

Guiguzi crossed his hands and stared blankly at a mountain wall not far away. A gentle breeze brushed past Guiguzi's body. His loose clothes rippled with the wind. It was as if Guiguzi's inner world was in turmoil at this moment