No matter how much he thought about what happened after that, he couldn't remember it, as if there was a lock that blocked the memory inside.
"Do you like it? If you like it, I will prepare some at home every Friday." Nolan Shang took his fingertips into the palm of his hand.
Everett Su found that Nolan Shang seemed to like these little gestures, without any lust, just to find some sense of presence in front of him. Sometimes Nolan Shang would K!ss his hand, and sometimes he would K!ss his hand. K!ss him on the cheek, and whether you have time or not, you will take some time to do small things in front of him.
Everett Su took his fingertips out of Nolan Shang's hand and twisted the flowers in the vase with his hands.
"Okay, then I will know as soon as I get home every Friday whether you have been waiting for me at home well this week."
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