Finn looked at him quietly, neither speaking nor smiling, just watching motionlessly.
Mason Ye felt uncomfortable all over, so he lowered his head to play with the white paper wrapping the glutinous rice balls. The sweet smell still lingered on the paper, and I couldn't get enough of it, so I put the white paper to my nose and smelled it, like a puppy just begging for food.
Finn raised his hand several times and put it back several times, as if the lift weighed a thousand pounds. After repeating this several times, he finally slowly and tentatively stretched out his hand, put it in the air for a moment, and then gently fell on Mason Ye's soft and cool hair.
"Mason Ye, I'm leaving now... I have a few words that you probably won't like to hear."
Mason Ye didn't even raise his head: "Then don't say it."
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