"Brother, bow to one another."
"You're my brother now."
"Why are you so quiet, brother?"
"Brother, come, give me a hug."
...
Mason hadn't finished playing that video when Daniel went to grab the phone from his hand.
He stood up and held the phone above his head, not giving it to him.
Daniel jumped onto him to grab the phone, pushing Mason down onto the sofa.
Mason stared at his round ears for a moment, then looked away, and said to Daniel, "You have no idea how long you were laughing yesterday."
Not afraid of getting drunk.
Afraid of someone helping you recall after getting drunk.
Daniel covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Stop it, Mason, I don't want to remember, it's too embarrassing, I've lost all face."
Mason just looked at him straight on.
Daniel released him, realizing he was almost sitting on top of him, then got off him and said, "I went crazy at the utility pole yesterday, did anyone see it?"
"What do you think? You went crazy yesterday, and two aunts behind you ran away, thinking you escaped from the mental hospital."
Daniel grabbed the pillow from the sofa and covered his face, almost burying himself in the sofa, and said, "Why didn't you pull me back? It's too embarrassing, I'll wear a mask when I go out in the future."
"Do you think I could pull you back?"
Seeing Daniel kept his face buried, Mason picked him up and said, "I'm teasing you, no one did."
"Really?"
"Really, let's eat."
Daniel then sat down and ate properly.
After the meal, Daniel started lying on the sofa to message William.
Mason looked at the back of his neck exposed, very thin and white, the bones were very obvious, he sat next to him and reached out to pinch his neck.
Daniel turned to look at him and said, "Are you going to give me a massage?"
He said and lay on the sofa, saying, "Go ahead."
"You're like an old man," Mason said.
"I'm your Uncle Yang."
"Get out of here," Mason cursed, but his hands still rubbed his shoulders.
He could feel the bones on Daniel's back, very prominent.
His hands followed down the butterfly valley, gently rotating on his back with his elbow.
Daniel was purring with comfort.
Mason pinched his waist with both hands, kneading a few times, his waist was very soft and thin, and impossibly white, not like a guy's waist at all. Before Daniel could say anything, he spoke up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Daniel didn't doubt it at all, saying, "Go ahead, it feels really comfortable, Mason, haven't you learned this?"
Mason stood in the bathroom, looking at a certain place, talking to himself: "You're really worthless."
He had known Daniel since elementary school, then he transferred away for a few years, and when he transferred back in the third year of junior high, he learned from others that Daniel was bullied in the first year of junior high, and it was William who saved him.
He regretted transferring away those years, not being able to protect him at that time, and was also relieved that William appeared at that time. The little boy who stood in front of him and said he would take care of him in the future gradually grew shorter than him, but still talkative and loves to giggle.
Later, the three became good friends.
William is not very talkative, but he is particularly fierce when fighting, very loyal, and very attentive. Mason respects William and likes him as a friend.
It seems that he noticed he was different from others since childhood, he is not interested in girls.
In the third year of junior high, he had his first wet dream, and the object in the dream was Daniel, which woke him up himself.
At that time, everyone in the dormitory was discussing the first girl they liked, only he knew he didn't like girls.
Daniel was lying on the sofa playing with his phone, with a small steamed bun in his mouth.
Twenty to thirty minutes later, Mason came out of the bathroom.
Daniel looked at him with his legs crossed and said, "Mason, did you fall into the toilet? It took so long to come out."
"Get out of here."
"Have some dumplings," Daniel said, pointing to the dumplings on the table.
Mason looked at the dumplings on the table and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat them yourself."
"Okay."
Mason watched him eat a few fried dough sticks, a box of dumplings, a box of steamed buns, half a bowl of porridge, a bowl of wonton soup, and half a pancake fruit.
He also glanced at the exposed section of his waist, very thin and skinny, white and dazzling.
I really don't know where all the meat he eats every day goes.
After Daniel finished eating, he took the paper from the table and wiped his mouth, saying, "I'm full."
Mason sat down next to him, picked up the remaining half of the pancake fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.
Daniel is a food protector, he glanced at the pancake fruit in Mason's hand and said, "Why are you eating my pancake fruit? I'm still eating."
"Aren't you full?"
"Even if I'm full, I can still eat."
Mason: "..."
He stuffed the pancake fruit back into Daniel's hand, saying, "Eat, you eat."
Mason watched him finish his pancake fruit, then turned his head and stared at his own pancake fruit. He brought the pancake fruit to Daniel's mouth and said, "Just one bite for you."
He took a big bite when he said one bite.
Mason looked at his puffed cheeks, wanting to ask if he had never eaten before.
He put the water in front of Daniel and continued to eat the remaining pancake fruit.
...
Ellie's life returned to the previous one, getting up in the morning and finishing breakfast, then starting to brush questions.
After finishing a few papers, she put them aside.
She opened the window and felt the sunlight on her body, warm and comfortable, very warm.
A warm cup of tea was placed on her desk.
Sunlight has always favored good-looking people, the light sprinkled on her face, the girl's hair was shining, her eyelashes were curly, her lips were red, sweet and soft and obedient.
Close to noon, she put away the books on the table and prepared to go see Chloe.
On Sundays when Chloe is not busy, she would go to see her.
She pushed open the shop door with milk tea, Chloe was not downstairs, should be upstairs taking photos.
Ellie glanced at the time and prepared to wait downstairs for a while.
Close to twelve o'clock, Chloe came down from upstairs.
She saw Ellie sitting by the window downstairs at a glance, wearing a light blue coat, under it was a black pleated skirt, with a high ponytail, very obedient.
She saw Ellie looking this way and subconsciously turned her head.
Ellie stood up and walked this way, looking at Chloe with her back to her, and said, "Chloe."
Chloe straightened her collar, making sure it was covered, then turned back and forced a smile at Ellie.
Ellie noticed her action, lightly pulled her collar to take a look, and saw three finger marks on her neck. She stared at Chloe's neck and said, "Who did this, Chloe?"