Not Skipping a Day Chapter 20

"Zip it up." He stopped and held the hem of Noah's clothes with both hands. The dim street lights and unclear mind made him rub his hands back and forth for a long time, but he still couldn't put the bottom of the zipper into the slider.

"It can't be done well." At this moment, Mason obviously didn't have his usual patience. After complaining a little irritably, he squatted down holding the things in his hand.

"Hey." Noah pulled his arm to stop him, but it was in vain.

"No, it's too high." The zipper seemed to be unable to reach a comfortable height. Mason, who was squatting, felt that he could not perform any more and struggled to stand up. Noah finally stopped letting him make trouble. He tore his clothes from Mason's hands and squatted down himself. Mason clenched his fist, looked at his empty palm for two seconds, and began to look around for the things that had just been taken away.

It was the dim path again. No one was on the road, only snowflakes kept falling from the sky. Perhaps it was too quiet. Noah squatted there, looking at the person in front of him, and he actually felt that time had stopped. A piece of snow hung on Mason's eyelashes, and his eyelashes trembled, teasing the snowflakes. Noah smiled and secretly reached out to take the snow away. Then, he boldly covered Mason's ears with both hands. It was really cold.